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Bonacieux at Home

           "DoyouknowthatIwasplungedduringadayandnightinadungeonoftheBastille?"

           "Oh,adayandnightsoonpassaway.Letusreturntotheobjectthatbringsmehere."

           "What,thatwhichbringsyouhometome?Isitnotthedesireofseeingahusbandagainfromwhomyouhavebeenseparatedforaweek?"askedthemercer,piquedtothequick.

           "Yes,thatfirst,andotherthingsafterward."

           "Speak."

           "Itisathingofthehighestinterest,anduponwhichourfuturefortuneperhapsdepends."

           "ThecomplexionofourfortunehaschangedverymuchsinceIsawyou,MadamBonacieux,andIshouldnotbeastonishedifinthecourseofafewmonthsitweretoexcitetheenvyofmanyfolks."

           "Yes,particularlyifyoufollowtheinstructionsIamabouttogiveyou."

           "Me?"

           "Yes,you.Thereisgoodandholyactiontobeperformed,monsieur,andmuchmoneytobegainedatthesametime."

           Mme.Bonacieuxknewthatintalkingofmoneytoherhusband,shetookhimonhisweakside.Butaman,wereheevenamercer,whenhehadtalkedfortenminuteswithCardinalRichelieu,isnolongerthesameman.

           "Muchmoneytobegained?"saidBonacieux,protrudinghislip.

           "Yes,much."

           "Abouthowmuch?"

           "Athousandpistoles,perhaps."

           "Whatyoudemandofmeisserious,then?"

           "Itisindeed."

           "Whatmustbedone?"

           "Youmustgoawayimmediately.Iwillgiveyouapaperwhichyoumustnotpartwithonanyaccount,andwhichyouwilldeliverintotheproperhands."

           "AndwhitheramItogo?"

           "ToLondon."

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