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The Room of the Retired Baker.

           "

           "Haveyoufinished?"saidAndrea"doyouwantanythingmore?willyouhavemywaistcoatormyhat?Makefree,nowyouhavebegun."

           "No;youare,afterall,agoodcompanion;Iwillnotdetainyou,andwilltrytocuremyselfofmyambition."

           "Buttakecarethesamethingdoesnothappentoyouinsellingthediamondyoufearedwiththegold."

           "Ishallnotsellitdonotfear."

           "Notatleasttillthedayaftertomorrow,"thoughttheyoungman.

           "Happyrogue,"saidCaderousse;"youaregoingtofindyourservants,yourhorses,yourcarriage,andyourbetrothed!"

           "Yes,"saidAndrea.

           "Well,Ihopeyouwillmakeahandsomewedding-presentthedayyoumarryMademoiselleDanglars."

           "Ihavealreadytoldyouitisafancyyouhavetakeninyourhead."

           "Whatfortunehasshe?"

           "ButItellyou"—

           "Amillion?"Andreashruggedhisshoulders.

           "Letitbeamillion,"saidCaderousse;"youcanneverhavesomuchasIwishyou."

           "Thankyou,"saidtheyoungman.

           "Oh,Iwishityouwithallmyheart!"addedCaderoussewithhishoarselaugh."Stop,letmeshowyoutheway."

           "Itisnotworthwhile."

           "Yes,itis

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