pistols, loaded to the muzzle. ‘Here,’ said he, ‘are dogs who bark and bite at the same time, they are for the two first who shall have a longing for your diamond, Friend Caderousse.’
“Caderousse and his wife again interchanged a meaning look. It seemed as though they were both inspired at the same time with some horrible thought.
‘Well, then, a good journey to you,’ said Caderousse.
“ ‘Thanks,’ replied the jeweller. He then took his cane, which he had placed against an old cupboard, and went out. At the moment when he opened the door, such a gust of wind came in that the lamp was nearly extinguished. ‘Oh,’ said he, ‘this is very nice weather, and two leagues to go in such a storm.’
“ ‘Remain,’ said Caderousse. ‘You can sleep here.’
“ ‘Yes; do stay,’ added La Carconte in a tremulous