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"
Do
you
dare
to
suspect
me
?
"
"
Yes
,
of
a
silly
joke
.
"
"
One
doesn
’
t
joke
with
twenty
-
thousand
francs
.
"
"
That
’
s
what
I
think
,
"
declared
Moncharmin
,
unfolding
a
newspaper
and
ostentatiously
studying
its
contents
.
"
What
are
you
doing
?
"
asked
Richard
.
"
Are
you
going
to
read
the
paper
next
?
"
"
Yes
,
Richard
,
until
I
take
you
home
.
"
"
Like
last
time
?
"
"
Yes
,
like
last
time
.
"
Richard
snatched
the
paper
from
Moncharmin
’
s
hands
.
Moncharmin
stood
up
,
more
irritated
than
ever
,
and
found
himself
faced
by
an
exasperated
Richard
,
who
,
crossing
his
arms
on
his
chest
,
said
:
"
Look
here
,
I
’
m
thinking
of
this
,
I
’
M
THINKING
OF
WHAT
I
MIGHT
THINK
if
,
like
last
time
,
after
my
spending
the
evening
alone
with
you
,
you
brought
me
home
and
if
,
at
the
moment
of
parting
,
I
perceived
that
twenty
-
thousand
francs
had
disappeared
from
my
coat
-
pocket
.
.
.
like
last
time
.
"
