It's a tribute to your millions." "Well, it's the most precious one they have ever received," said Newman.
He was turning away when Valentin stopped him, looking at him with a brilliant, softly-cynical glance.

"I should like to know whether, within a few days, you have seen your venerable friend M.Nioche." "He was yesterday at my rooms," Newman answered.
"What did he tell you ?" "Nothing particular." "You didn't see the muzzle of a pistol sticking out of his pocket ?" "What are you driving at ?" Newman demanded.

"I thought he seemed rather cheerful for him." Valentin broke into a laugh.

"I am delighted to hear it! I win my bet.
Mademoiselle Noemie has thrown her cap over the mill, as we say.

She has left the paternal domicile.