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Chapter XII |
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"I see they are," she replied with, as it were, the calmness of despair. "I see they are," she muttered again as she gazed straight in front of her, like a person lost in thought. "Ah well, I do not mean to rest until I have staked another four thousand." "But you have no money with which to do it, Madame. In this satchel I can see only a few five percent bonds and some transfers--no actual cash." "And in the purse?" "A mere trifle." "But there is a money-changer's office here, is there not? They told me I should be able to get any sort of paper security changed! " "Quite so; to any amount you please. But you will lose on the transaction what would frighten even a Jew." "Rubbish! I am DETERMINED to retrieve my losses. Take me away, and call those fools of bearers." I wheeled the chair out of the throng, and, the bearers making their appearance, we left the Casino. "Hurry, hurry!" commanded the Grandmother. "Show me the nearest way to the money-changer's. Is it far?" "A couple of steps, Madame." At the turning from the square into the Avenue we came face to face with the whole of our party--the General, De Griers, Mlle. Blanche, and her mother. Only Polina and Mr. Astley were absent. "Well, well, well! " exclaimed the Grandmother. "But we have no time to stop. What do you want? I can't talk to you here." |
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