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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