He was stupefied by the day's good luck.

He could not restrain his laughter.
"Well," cried he at last, sweeping into his pocket the banknotes piled up before him, "Fennimore's twofold ill luck has given the lie to the proverb.

I am going to contradict it with my twofold good fortune." In the very next room he came face to face with a lackey who had long been looking for him.

Mrs.Meyer was waiting for him, the man said; she was in the ante-chamber, but could not come in, for she had only just returned from a journey, and had not had time to change her dress.
Ugh! that was not a good sign.

Abellino immediately hastened out to have a word with her.