It's worth half a million francs." "So I've heard," said the Duke, a little wearily.

"I don't wonder that Arsene Lupin envied you it." The Empire chair creaked as the millionaire jumped.
"Don't speak of the swine!" he roared.

"Don't mention his name before me." "Germaine showed me his letter," said the Duke.

"It is amusing." "His letter! The blackguard! I just missed a fit of apoplexy from it," roared the millionaire.

"I was in this very hall where we are now, chatting quietly, when all at once in comes Firmin, and hands me a letter." He was interrupted by the opening of the door.