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"
Yes
,
since
I
bring
you
your
two
hundred
francs
.
"
Caderousse
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
It
is
humiliating
,
"
said
he
,
"
thus
to
receive
money
given
grudgingly
--
an
uncertain
supply
which
may
soon
fail
.
You
see
I
am
obliged
to
economize
,
in
case
your
prosperity
should
cease
.
Well
,
my
friend
,
fortune
is
inconstant
,
as
the
chaplain
of
the
regiment
said
.
I
know
your
prosperity
is
great
,
you
rascal
;
you
are
to
marry
the
daughter
of
Danglars
.
"
"
What
?
of
Danglars
?
"
"
Yes
,
to
be
sure
;
must
I
say
Baron
Danglars
?
I
might
as
well
say
Count
Benedetto
.
He
was
an
old
friend
of
mine
and
if
he
had
not
so
bad
a
memory
he
ought
to
invite
me
to
your
wedding
,
seeing
he
came
to
mine
.
Yes
,
yes
,
to
mine
;
gad
,
he
was
not
so
proud
then
--
he
was
an
under-clerk
to
the
good
M.
Morrel
.
I
have
dined
many
times
with
him
and
the
Count
of
Morcerf
,
so
you
see
I
have
some
high
connections
and
were
I
to
cultivate
them
a
little
,
we
might
meet
in
the
same
drawing-rooms
.
"
"
Come
,
your
jealousy
represents
everything
to
you
in
the
wrong
light
.
"
"
That
is
all
very
fine
,
Benedetto
mio
,
but
I
know
what
I
am
saying
.
Perhaps
I
may
one
day
put
on
my
best
coat
,
and
presenting
myself
at
the
great
gate
,
introduce
myself
.
Meanwhile
let
us
sit
down
and
eat
.
"
Caderousse
set
the
example
and
attacked
the
breakfast
with
good
appetite
,
praising
each
dish
he
set
before
his
visitor
.
The
latter
seemed
to
have
resigned
himself
;
he
drew
the
corks
,
and
partook
largely
of
the
fish
with
the
garlic
and
fat
.
"
Ah
,
mate
,
"
said
Caderousse
,
"
you
are
getting
on
better
terms
with
your
old
landlord
!
"
"
Faith
,
yes
,
"
replied
Andrea
,
whose
hunger
prevailed
over
every
other
feeling
.
"
So
you
like
it
,
you
rogue
?
"
"
So
much
that
I
wonder
how
a
man
who
can
cook
thus
can
complain
of
hard
living
.
"
"
Do
you
see
,
"
said
Caderousse
,
"
all
my
happiness
is
marred
by
one
thought
?
"
