Ah! monsieur, Mlle.

Moriaz will be charmed to see these scrawls again.

Under what obligations she will be to you! You will make the most of it; you will tell her that you wrested them from me, your dagger at my throat--that you terrified me.

With what a gracious smile she will reward your heroism! According to my opinion, that smile is as well worth ten thousand francs as the medallion--the two gems are of equal value." "If you want more, it makes no difference." "No, monsieur; I have told you I have only one price." "At this rate, it is twenty-five thousand francs that I owe you.

You have nothing more to sell me ?" "Alas! that is all." "Will you swear it ?" "What, monsieur! you admit, then, that Samuel Brohl has a word of honour--that when he has sworn, he can be believed ?" "You are right; I am still very young." "That is all, then, I swear to you," affirmed Samuel, sighing.