revolving some unfortunate idea in his mind. Then suddenly,--"How I
should like to see all that," cried he; "how beautiful it must be!"
"It is, in fact, magnificent," said Andrea.
"And does he not live in the Champs-Elysees?"
"Yes, No. 30."
"Ah," said Caderousse, "No. 30."
"Yes, a fine house standing alone, between a court-yard and a
garden,--you must know it."
"Possibly; but it is not the exterior I care for, it is the interior.
What beautiful furniture there must be in it!"
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