What would he do in the United States?
He did not know yet.
He passed in review all the professions that at all suited him; they all required an outlay for first expenses.

Thanks to God and to M.
Guldenthal, whose loan was in the greatest danger, he was not destitute of all supplies.

But a week previous he had held into the flames and burned twenty-five one-thousand-franc bills of the Bank of France.

He felt some remorse for the act; he could not help thinking that a revenge that cost twenty-five thousand francs was an article of luxury of which poor devils should deprive themselves.

In thinking over this adventure, it seemed to him that it was another than himself who had burned those bills, or at least that he had mechanically executed this _auto-da-fe_ through a sort of thoughtless impulse, like a puppet moved by an invisible string.