"It is a small thing--a mere bagatelle in the French Rentes--but one sees one's opportunities, one sees one's opportunities." He made a gesture with the two fingers that held his cigarette, which seemed to be a warning to the Sarrions not to make any mistake as to the shrewdness of him who spoke to them.
"Speak for yourself," said Sarrion, with a laugh.
"I do," insisted the other, leaning forward.

"I speak essentially for myself.

One does not mind admitting it to a man like yourself.

All the world knows that you are a Carlist at heart." "Does it ?" "Yes--and you must take comfort.

I think you are on the right road now." "I hope we are." "I am sure of it.Money.That is the only way.