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           Moncharminshruggedhisshoulders,asthoughtosaythathedidnotwishtoenterintodetails,andRichardbegantothinkthatMoncharminwastreatinghiminaveryinsupportablefashion.

           "Moncharmin,I’vehadenoughofthis!"

           "Richard,I’vehadtoomuchofit!"

           "Doyoudaretosuspectme?"

           "Yes,ofasillyjoke."

           "Onedoesn’tjokewithtwenty-thousandfrancs."

           "That’swhatIthink,"declaredMoncharmin,unfoldinganewspaperandostentatiouslystudyingitscontents.

           "Whatareyoudoing?"askedRichard."Areyougoingtoreadthepapernext?"

           "Yes,Richard,untilItakeyouhome."

           "Likelasttime?"

           "Yes,likelasttime."

           RichardsnatchedthepaperfromMoncharmin’shands.Moncharminstoodup,moreirritatedthanever,andfoundhimselffacedbyanexasperatedRichard,who,crossinghisarmsonhischest,said:

           "Lookhere,I’mthinkingofthis,I’MTHINKINGOFWHATIMIGHTTHINKif,likelasttime,aftermyspendingtheeveningalonewithyou,youbroughtmehomeandif,atthemomentofparting,Iperceivedthattwenty-thousandfrancshaddisappearedfrommycoat-pocket...likelasttime."

           "Andwhatmightyouthink?"askedMoncharmin,crimsonwithrage.

           "Imightthinkthat,asyouhadn’tleftmebyafoot’sbreadthandas,byyourownwish,youweretheonlyonetoapproachme,likelasttime,Imightthinkthat,ifthattwenty-thousandfrancswasnolongerinmypocket,itstoodaverygoodchanceofbeinginyours!"

           Moncharminleapedupatthesuggestion.

           "Oh!"heshouted."Asafety-pin!"

           "Whatdoyouwantasafety-pinfor?"

           "Tofastenyouupwith!...Asafety-pin!...