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           "Soitwastheghostwhogaveyouthisenvelopeandtoldyoutosubstituteitfortheonewhichwegaveyou?AnditwastheghostwhotoldyoutoputtheotherintoM.Richard’spocket?"

           "Yes,itwastheghost."

           "Thenwouldyoumindgivingusaspecimenofyourlittletalents?Hereistheenvelope.Actasthoughweknewnothing."

           "Asyouplease,gentlemen."

           Mme.Girytooktheenvelopewiththetwentynotesinsideitandmadeforthedoor.Shewasonthepointofgoingoutwhenthetwomanagersrushedather:

           "Oh,no!Oh,no!We’renotgoingtobe’done’asecondtime!Oncebitten,twiceshy!"

           "Ibegyourpardon,gentlemen,"saidtheoldwoman,inself-excuse,"youtoldmetoactasthoughyouknewnothing...Well,ifyouknewnothing,Ishouldgoawaywithyourenvelope!"

           "Andthenhowwouldyouslipitintomypocket?"arguedRichard,whomMoncharminfixedwithhislefteye,whilekeepinghisrightonMme.Giry:aproceedinglikelytostrainhissight,butMoncharminwaspreparedtogotoanylengthtodiscoverthetruth.

           "Iamtoslipitintoyourpocketwhenyouleastexpectit,sir.YouknowthatIalwaystakealittleturnbehindthescenes,inthecourseoftheevening,andIoftengowithmydaughtertotheballet-foyer,whichIamentitledtodo,ashermother;Ibringherhershoes,whentheballetisabouttobegin...infact,IcomeandgoasIplease...Thesubscriberscomeandgotoo...Sodoyou,sir...Therearelotsofpeopleabout...Igobehindyouandsliptheenvelopeintothetail-pocketofyourdress-coat...