"Glance first at that," said I.
He stopped to look at me in inquiry, my manner sowing so great a curiosity in him that his passion was all scattered before it.

Then he stepped up to the table and lifted the paper.

As he read, his hand shook, amazement dilated his eyes and furrowed his brow.
"What--what does it signify ?" he gasped.
"It signifies that, although fully conscious of having won, I prefer to acknowledge that I have lost.

I make over to you thus my estates of Bardelys, because, monsieur, I have come to realize that that wager was an infamous one--one in which a gentleman should have had no part--and the only atonement I can make to myself, my honour, and the lady whom we insulted--is that." "I do not understand," he complained.
"I apprehend your difficulty, Comte.

The point is a nice one.