"I shall want a long price."
"Good!"
"A very long price."
"No matter, if it is worth it."
"Come," the lepero exclaimed joyfully, "you are just the man I expected to find you. Well, you can trust in me."
"I must do so, I suppose."
"What would you? It is the way of the world. Today my turn, tomorrow yours. Bah! You will have no cause to regret a few thousand piastres."
"First, then, my rival's name."
"It will cost you fifty ounces, and you cannot think it dear."
"Here they are," the count said, arranging them on the table.