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"
That
I
may
be
sure
I
have
the
right
man
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
is
indeed
he
.
Five
millions
--
a
pretty
sum
,
eh
,
Peppino
?
"
"
Hush
--
here
is
our
man
!
"
The
clerk
seized
his
pen
,
and
Peppino
his
beads
;
one
was
writing
and
the
other
praying
when
the
door
opened
.
Danglars
looked
radiant
with
joy
;
the
banker
accompanied
him
to
the
door
.
Peppino
followed
Danglars
.
According
to
the
arrangements
,
the
carriage
was
waiting
at
the
door
.
The
guide
held
the
door
open
.
Guides
are
useful
people
,
who
will
turn
their
hands
to
anything
.
Danglars
leaped
into
the
carriage
like
a
young
man
of
twenty
.
The
cicerone
reclosed
the
door
,
and
sprang
up
by
the
side
of
the
coachman
.
Peppino
mounted
the
seat
behind
.
"
Will
your
excellency
visit
St.
Peter
's
?
"
asked
the
cicerone
.
"
I
did
not
come
to
Rome
to
see
,
"
said
Danglars
aloud
;
then
he
added
softly
,
with
an
avaricious
smile
,
"
I
came
to
touch
!
"
and
he
rapped
his
pocket-book
,
in
which
he
had
just
placed
a
letter
.
"
Then
your
excellency
is
going
"
--
"
To
the
hotel
.
"
"
Casa
Pastrini
!
"
said
the
cicerone
to
the
coachman
,
and
the
carriage
drove
rapidly
on
.
Ten
minutes
afterwards
the
baron
entered
his
apartment
,
and
Peppino
stationed
himself
on
the
bench
outside
the
door
of
the
hotel
,
after
having
whispered
something
in
the
ear
of
one
of
the
descendants
of
Marius
and
the
Gracchi
whom
we
noticed
at
the
beginning
of
the
chapter
,
who
immediately
ran
down
the
road
leading
to
the
Capitol
at
his
fullest
speed
.
Danglars
was
tired
and
sleepy
;
he
therefore
went
to
bed
,
placing
his
pocketbook
under
his
pillow
.
Peppino
had
a
little
spare
time
,
so
he
had
a
game
of
mora
with
the
facchini
,
lost
three
crowns
,
and
then
to
console
himself
drank
a
bottle
of
Orvieto
.
