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‘
Here
I
am
!
See
me
!
Shaken
out
of
destiny
’
s
dice
-
box
into
the
company
of
a
mere
smuggler
;
—
shut
up
with
a
poor
little
contraband
trader
,
whose
papers
are
wrong
,
and
whom
the
police
lay
hold
of
besides
,
for
placing
his
boat
(
as
a
means
of
getting
beyond
the
frontier
)
at
the
disposition
of
other
little
people
whose
papers
are
wrong
;
and
he
instinctively
recognises
my
position
,
even
by
this
light
and
in
this
place
.
It
’
s
well
done
!
By
Heaven
!
I
win
,
however
the
game
goes
.
’
Again
his
moustache
went
up
,
and
his
nose
came
down
.
‘
What
’
s
the
hour
now
?
’
he
asked
,
with
a
dry
hot
pallor
upon
him
,
rather
difficult
of
association
with
merriment
.
‘
A
little
half
-
hour
after
mid
-
day
.
’
‘
Good
!
The
President
will
have
a
gentleman
before
him
soon
.
Come
!
Shall
I
tell
you
on
what
accusation
?
It
must
be
now
,
or
never
,
for
I
shall
not
return
here
.
Either
I
shall
go
free
,
or
I
shall
go
to
be
made
ready
for
shaving
.
You
know
where
they
keep
the
razor
.
’
Signor
Cavalletto
took
his
cigarette
from
between
his
parted
lips
,
and
showed
more
momentary
discomfiture
than
might
have
been
expected
.
‘
I
am
a
’
—
Monsieur
Rigaud
stood
up
to
say
it
—
‘
I
am
a
cosmopolitan
gentleman
.
I
own
no
particular
country
.
My
father
was
Swiss
—
Canton
de
Vaud
.
My
mother
was
French
by
blood
,
English
by
birth
.
I
myself
was
born
in
Belgium
.
I
am
a
citizen
of
the
world
.
’
His
theatrical
air
,
as
he
stood
with
one
arm
on
his
hip
within
the
folds
of
his
cloak
,
together
with
his
manner
of
disregarding
his
companion
and
addressing
the
opposite
wall
instead
,
seemed
to
intimate
that
he
was
rehearsing
for
the
President
,
whose
examination
he
was
shortly
to
undergo
,
rather
than
troubling
himself
merely
to
enlighten
so
small
a
person
as
John
Baptist
Cavalletto
.
‘
Call
me
five
-
and
-
thirty
years
of
age
.
I
have
seen
the
world
.
I
have
lived
here
,
and
lived
there
,
and
lived
like
a
gentleman
everywhere
.
I
have
been
treated
and
respected
as
a
gentleman
universally
.
If
you
try
to
prejudice
me
by
making
out
that
I
have
lived
by
my
wits
—
how
do
your
lawyers
live
—
your
politicians
—
your
intriguers
—
your
men
of
the
Exchange
?
’
