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‘Thanks, Spadoni, count on my gratitude. Well think what you want: a house, a yacht, maybe a bright piano keys …

Miguel listened in amazement. He spoke in good faith, fortune seemed crazed.

But the musician away from them. Needed to be alone. Next to the Duchess had to share his glory, contenting himself with a rag. And joined with the British de Beaulieu, who wanted to get up close and drink with him a bottle of champagne, proclaiming the most interesting phenomenon that they had encountered in his travels.

Alice and the prince went to the closet.

-I have deposited the proceeds in the club box the receipt showing she said. At night I’m not going to take much money to my house. Tomorrow I will come to pass to the Bank. I need someone to accompany me. Send me the colonel is a man of war and should have gun.

Then, remembering something important, his face took a serious expression.

Needless to say, tomorrow settle accounts. Do not think that I forget what I owe, twenty thousand francs, the other day, three hundred thousand of your mother … Everything is paid.

Miguel said with a long laugh astonishment caused him this promise. Decidedly, the gain had disturbed the brain. A brilliant piano keys for the other, now hundreds of thousands of francs for it. The newly acquired fortune seemed extraordinary two hours and as vast as his good luck.

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