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"Was there ever such obstinacy! It's a theft," cried Grandet, hisvoice going up in a crescendo which gradually echoed through thehouse. "What! here, in my own home, under my very eyes, somebody hastaken your gold!,the only gold we have!,and I'm not to know who hasgot it! Gold is a precious thing. Virtuous girls go wrong sometimes,and give,I don't know what; they do it among the great people, andeven among the bourgeoisie. But give their gold!,for you have givenit to some one, hein?,"
Eugenie was silent and impassive.
"Was there ever such a daughter? Is it possible that I am your father?If you have invested it anywhere, you must have a receipt,""Was I free,yes or no,to do what I would with my own? Was it notmine?"