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‘
I
say
,
gracefully
departed
,
because
it
was
graceful
to
retire
without
alarming
a
lady
.
To
be
morally
graceful
,
not
less
than
physically
,
is
a
part
of
the
character
of
Rigaud
Blandois
.
It
was
also
politic
,
as
leaving
you
with
something
overhanging
you
,
to
expect
me
again
with
a
little
anxiety
on
a
day
not
named
.
But
your
slave
is
politic
.
By
Heaven
,
madame
,
politic
!
Let
us
return
.
On
the
day
not
named
,
I
have
again
the
honour
to
render
myself
at
your
house
.
I
intimate
that
I
have
something
to
sell
,
which
,
if
not
bought
,
will
compromise
madame
whom
I
highly
esteem
.
I
explain
myself
generally
.
I
demand
—
I
think
it
was
a
thousand
pounds
.
Will
you
correct
me
?
’
Thus
forced
to
speak
,
she
replied
with
constraint
,
‘
You
demanded
as
much
as
a
thousand
pounds
.
’
‘
I
demand
at
present
,
Two
.
Such
are
the
evils
of
delay
.
But
to
return
once
more
.
We
are
not
accordant
;
we
differ
on
that
occasion
.
I
am
playful
;
playfulness
is
a
part
of
my
amiable
character
.
Playfully
,
I
become
as
one
slain
and
hidden
.
For
,
it
may
alone
be
worth
half
the
sum
to
madame
,
to
be
freed
from
the
suspicions
that
my
droll
idea
awakens
.
Accident
and
spies
intermix
themselves
against
my
playfulness
,
and
spoil
the
fruit
,
perhaps
—
who
knows
?
only
you
and
Flintwinch
—
when
it
is
just
ripe
.
Thus
,
madame
,
I
am
here
for
the
last
time
.
Listen
!
Definitely
the
last
.
’
As
he
struck
his
straggling
boot
-
heels
against
the
flap
of
the
table
,
meeting
her
frown
with
an
insolent
gaze
,
he
began
to
change
his
tone
for
a
fierce
one
.
‘
Bah
!
Stop
an
instant
!
Let
us
advance
by
steps
.
Here
is
my
Hotel
-
note
to
be
paid
,
according
to
contract
.
Five
minutes
hence
we
may
be
at
daggers
’
points
.
I
’
ll
not
leave
it
till
then
,
or
you
’
ll
cheat
me
.
Pay
it
!
Count
me
the
money
!
’
‘
Take
it
from
his
hand
and
pay
it
,
Flintwinch
,
’
said
Mrs
Clennam
.
He
spirted
it
into
Mr
Flintwinch
’
s
face
when
the
old
man
advanced
to
take
it
,
and
held
forth
his
hand
,
repeating
noisily
,
‘
Pay
it
!
Count
it
out
!
Good
money
!
’
Jeremiah
picked
the
bill
up
,
looked
at
the
total
with
a
bloodshot
eye
,
took
a
small
canvas
bag
from
his
pocket
,
and
told
the
amount
into
his
hand
.
Rigaud
chinked
the
money
,
weighed
it
in
his
hand
,
threw
it
up
a
little
way
and
caught
it
,
chinked
it
again
.
‘
The
sound
of
it
,
to
the
bold
Rigaud
Blandois
,
is
like
the
taste
of
fresh
meat
to
the
tiger
.
Say
,
then
,
madame
.
How
much
?
’
