He would go there every afternoon that he did not find other important auctions advertised in the papers.

For many years, there was no famous failure in Parisian life, with its consequent liquidation, from which he did not carry something away.

The use and need of these prizes were matters of secondary interest, the great thing was to get them for ridiculous prices.

So the trophies from the auction-rooms now began to inundate the apartment which, at the beginning, he had been furnishing with such desperate slowness.
His daughter now complained that the home was getting overcrowded.

The furnishings and ornaments were handsome, but too many.