The old man sprang upon the box as a famished tiger might spring upona sleeping child.
"What's this?" he said, snatching the treasure and carrying it to thewindow. "Gold, good gold!" he cried. "All gold,,it weighs two pounds!Ha, ha! Charles gave you that for your money, did he? Hein! Why didn'tyou tell me so? It was a good bargain, little one! Yes, you are mydaughter, I see that," Eugenie trembled in every limb. "This camefrom Charles, of course, didn't it?" continued the old man."Yes, father; it is not mine. It is a sacred trust." wig wag lights
"Ta, ta, ta, ta! He took your fortune, and now you can get it back.""Father!" w wiggins health and beauty
Grandet took his knife to pry out some of the gold; to do this, heplaced the dressing-case on a chair. Eugenie sprang forward to recoverit; but her father, who had his eye on her and on the treasure too,pushed her back so violently with a thrust of his arm that she fellupon her mother's bed.