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Here Naqui," said Castanier, drawing a bundle of bank-notes from his pocket; "you shall not go away like a pauper from a man who loves you still." He held out three hundred thousand francs. Aquilina took the notes, flung them on the floor, spat on them, and trampled upon them in a frenzy of despair. "We will leave this house on foot," she cried, "without a farthing of your money.
Yes, Quiqui, I am going to start to-night, and it will be some time before I come back again. I am leaving everything in your charge. Will you keep your heart for me too?" "Neither my heart nor anything else," she said; "but when you come back again, Naqui will still be Naqui for you." "Well, this is frankness. So you would not follow me?" "No." "Why not?"
But, as Aquilina had nothing of her own, these gifts of hers, so precious by reason of the thought and tact and graciousness that prompted them, were no less a drain upon Castanier's purse; he did not like his Naqui to be without money, and Naqui could not keep money in her pocket. So the table was a heavy item of expenditure for a man with Castanier's income.
"I have taken a box at the Gymnase this evening," he said; "let us have dinner early, and then we need not dine in a hurry." "Go and take Jenny. I am tired of plays. I do not know what is the matter with me this evening; I would rather stay here by the fire." "Come, all the same though, Naqui; I shall not be here to bore you much longer.
He would keep my secret even if a dozen men were standing ready to shoot him down. The chances are all in my favor, so far as I see; so I shall take my little Naqui with me, and I will go." "You will not go!" exclaimed the Englishman, and the strange tones of his voice drove all the cashier's blood back to his heart.
Yes, Quiqui, I am going to start to-night, and it will be some time before I come back again. I am leaving everything in your charge. Will you keep your heart for me too?" "Neither my heart nor anything else," she said; "but when you come back again, Naqui will still be Naqui for you." "Well, this is frankness. So you would not follow me?" "No." "Why not?"
"I have taken a box at the Gymnase this evening," he said; "let us have dinner early, and then we need not dine in a hurry." "Go and take Jenny. I am tired of plays. I do not know what is the matter with me this evening; I would rather stay here by the fire." "Come, all the same though, Naqui; I shall not be here to bore you much longer.
But, as Aquilina had nothing of her own, these gifts of hers, so precious by reason of the thought and tact and graciousness that prompted them, were no less a drain upon Castanier's purse; he did not like his Naqui to be without money, and Naqui could not keep money in her pocket. So the table was a heavy item of expenditure for a man with Castanier's income.
Aquilina, nowise disconcerted, crumpled up the letter, took it with the tongs, and held it in the flames. "So that is what you do with your love letters, is it?" asked Castanier. "Oh, goodness, yes," said Aquilina; "is it not the best way of keeping them safe? Besides, fire should go to the fire, as water makes for the river." "You are talking as if it were a real love letter, Naqui "
The music is inside your own noddle, old addle-pate!" she went on, as she took his head in her hands and rocked it to and fro on her shoulder. "Tell me now, old man; isn't it the creaking of the wheels that sings in your ears?" "Just listen, Naqui! If the angels make music for God Almighty, it must be such music as this that I am drinking in at every pore, rather than hearing.
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