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"
The
jeweller
took
the
ring
,
and
drawing
from
his
pocket
a
pair
of
steel
pliers
and
a
small
set
of
copper
scales
,
he
took
the
stone
out
of
its
setting
,
and
weighed
it
carefully
.
'
I
will
give
you
45,000
,
'
said
he
,
'
but
not
a
sou
more
;
besides
,
as
that
is
the
exact
value
of
the
stone
,
I
brought
just
that
sum
with
me
.
'
--
'
Oh
,
that
's
no
matter
,
'
replied
Caderousse
,
'
I
will
go
back
with
you
to
fetch
the
other
5,000
francs
.
'
--
'
No
,
'
returned
the
jeweller
,
giving
back
the
diamond
and
the
ring
to
Caderousse
--
'
no
,
it
is
worth
no
more
,
and
I
am
sorry
I
offered
so
much
,
for
the
stone
has
a
flaw
in
it
,
which
I
had
not
seen
.
However
,
I
will
not
go
back
on
my
word
,
and
I
will
give
45,000
.
'
--
'
At
least
,
replace
the
diamond
in
the
ring
,
'
said
La
Carconte
sharply
.
--
'
Ah
,
true
,
'
replied
the
jeweller
,
and
he
reset
the
stone
.
--
'
No
matter
,
'
observed
Caderousse
,
replacing
the
box
in
his
pocket
,
'
some
one
else
will
purchase
it
.
'
--
'
Yes
,
'
continued
the
jeweller
;
'
but
some
one
else
will
not
be
so
easy
as
I
am
,
or
content
himself
with
the
same
story
.
It
is
not
natural
that
a
man
like
you
should
possess
such
a
diamond
.
He
will
inform
against
you
.
You
will
have
to
find
the
Abbe
Busoni
;
and
abbes
who
give
diamonds
worth
two
thousand
louis
are
rare
.
The
law
would
seize
it
,
and
put
you
in
prison
;
if
at
the
end
of
three
or
four
months
you
are
set
at
liberty
,
the
ring
will
be
lost
,
or
a
false
stone
,
worth
three
francs
,
will
be
given
you
,
instead
of
a
diamond
worth
50,000
or
perhaps
55,000
francs
;
from
which
you
must
allow
that
one
runs
considerable
risk
in
purchasing
.
'
Caderousse
and
his
wife
looked
eagerly
at
each
other
.
--
'
No
,
'
said
Caderousse
,
'
we
are
not
rich
enough
to
lose
5,000
francs
.
'
--
'
As
you
please
,
my
dear
sir
,
'
said
the
jeweller
;
'
I
had
,
however
,
as
you
see
,
brought
you
the
money
in
bright
coin
.
'
And
he
drew
from
his
pocket
a
handful
of
gold
,
and
held
it
sparkling
before
the
dazzled
eyes
of
the
innkeeper
,
and
in
the
other
hand
he
held
a
packet
of
bank-notes
.
"
There
was
evidently
a
severe
struggle
in
the
mind
of
Caderousse
;
it
was
plain
that
the
small
shagreen
case
,
which
he
turned
over
and
over
in
his
hand
,
did
not
seem
to
him
commensurate
in
value
to
the
enormous
sum
which
fascinated
his
gaze
.
He
turned
towards
his
wife
.
'
What
do
you
think
of
this
?
'
he
asked
in
a
low
voice
.
--
'
Let
him
have
it
--
let
him
have
it
,
'
she
said
.
'
If
he
returns
to
Beaucaire
without
the
diamond
,
he
will
inform
against
us
,
and
,
as
he
says
,
who
knows
if
we
shall
ever
again
see
the
Abbe
Busoni
?
--
in
all
probability
we
shall
never
see
him
.
'
--
'
Well
,
then
,
so
I
will
!
'
said
Caderousse
;
'
so
you
may
have
the
diamond
for
45,000
francs
.
But
my
wife
wants
a
gold
chain
,
and
I
want
a
pair
of
silver
buckles
.
'
The
jeweller
drew
from
his
pocket
a
long
flat
box
,
which
contained
several
samples
of
the
articles
demanded
.
'
Here
,
'
he
said
,
'
I
am
very
straightforward
in
my
dealings
--
take
your
choice
.
'
The
woman
selected
a
gold
chain
worth
about
five
louis
,
and
the
husband
a
pair
of
buckles
,
worth
perhaps
fifteen
francs
.
--
'
I
hope
you
will
not
complain
now
?
'
said
the
jeweller
.
"
'
The
abbe
told
me
it
was
worth
50,000
francs
,
'
muttered
Caderousse
.
'
Come
,
come
--
give
it
to
me
!
What
a
strange
fellow
you
are
,
'
said
the
jeweller
,
taking
the
diamond
from
his
hand
.
'
I
give
you
45,000
francs
--
that
is
,
2,500
livres
of
income
--
a
fortune
such
as
I
wish
I
had
myself
,
and
you
are
not
satisfied
!
'
--
'
And
the
five
and
forty
thousand
francs
,
'
inquired
Caderousse
in
a
hoarse
voice
,
'
where
are
they
?
Come
--
let
us
see
them
.
'
--
'
Here
they
are
,
'
replied
the
jeweller
,
and
he
counted
out
upon
the
table
15,000
.
francs
in
gold
,
and
30,000
francs
in
bank-notes
.
"
'
Wait
while
I
light
the
lamp
,
'
said
La
Carconte
;
'
it
is
growing
dark
,
and
there
may
be
some
mistake
.
'
In
fact
,
night
had
come
on
during
this
conversation
,
and
with
night
the
storm
which
had
been
threatening
for
the
last
half-hour
.
The
thunder
growled
in
the
distance
;
but
it
was
apparently
not
heard
by
the
jeweller
,
Caderousse
,
or
La
Carconte
,
absorbed
as
they
were
all
three
with
the
demon
of
gain
.
I
myself
felt
;
a
strange
kind
of
fascination
at
the
sight
of
all
this
gold
and
all
these
bank-notes
;
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
was
in
a
dream
,
and
,
as
it
always
happens
in
a
dream
,
I
felt
myself
riveted
to
the
spot
.
Caderousse
counted
and
again
counted
the
gold
and
the
notes
,
then
handed
them
to
his
wife
,
who
counted
and
counted
them
again
in
her
turn
.
During
this
time
,
the
jeweller
made
the
diamond
play
and
sparkle
in
the
lamplight
,
and
the
gem
threw
out
jets
of
light
which
made
him
unmindful
of
those
which
--
precursors
of
the
storm
--
began
to
play
in
at
the
windows
.
'
Well
,
'
inquired
the
jeweller
,
'
is
the
cash
all
right
?
'
"
'
Yes
,
'
said
Caderousse
.
'
Give
me
the
pocket-book
,
La
Carconte
,
and
find
a
bag
somewhere
.
'
"
La
Carconte
went
to
a
cupboard
,
and
returned
with
an
old
leathern
pocket-book
and
a
bag
.
From
the
former
she
took
some
greasy
letters
,
and
put
in
their
place
the
bank-notes
,
and
from
the
bag
took
two
or
three
crowns
of
six
livres
each
,
which
,
in
all
probability
,
formed
the
entire
fortune
of
the
miserable
couple
.
'
There
,
'
said
Caderousse
;
'
and
now
,
although
you
have
wronged
us
of
perhaps
10,000
francs
,
will
you
have
your
supper
with
us
?
I
invite
you
with
good-will
.
'
--
'
Thank
you
,
'
replied
the
jeweller
,
'
it
must
be
getting
late
,
and
I
must
return
to
Beaucaire
--
my
wife
will
be
getting
uneasy
.
'
He
drew
out
his
watch
,
and
exclaimed
,
'
Morbleu
,
nearly
nine
o'clock
--
why
,
I
shall
not
get
back
to
Beaucaire
before
midnight
!
Good-night
,
my
friends
.
If
the
Abbe
Busoni
should
by
any
accident
return
,
think
of
me
.
'
--
'
In
another
week
you
will
have
left
Beaucaire
.
'
remarked
Caderousse
,
'
for
the
fair
ends
in
a
few
days
.
'
--
'
True
,
but
that
makes
no
difference
.
Write
to
me
at
Paris
,
to
M.
Joannes
,
in
the
Palais
Royal
,
arcade
Pierre
,
No.
45
.
I
will
make
the
journey
on
purpose
to
see
him
,
if
it
is
worth
while
.
'
At
this
moment
there
was
a
tremendous
clap
of
thunder
,
accompanied
by
a
flash
of
lightning
so
vivid
,
that
it
quite
eclipsed
the
light
of
the
lamp
.
