As the jeweller returned to the apartment, he cast around him a scrutinizing glance-but there was nothing to excite suspicion, if it did not exist, or to confirm it, if it were already awakened. Caderousse's hands still grasped the gold and bank-notes, and La Carconte called up her sweetest smiles while welcoming the reappearance of their guest.
-"‘Well, well,' said the jeweller, ‘you seem, my good friends, to have had some fears respecting the accuracy of your money, by counting it over so carefully directly I was gone.'
Sign in to unlock this title
Sign in to continue reading, it's free! As an unregistered user you can only read a little bit.
