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would answer to the effort. This was well. This made him
think of Grantaire.
‘Hold,’ said he to himself, ‘the Barriere du Maine will not
take me far out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as
Richefeu’s? Let us have a look at what Grantaire is about,
and see how he is getting on.’
One o’clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple
when Enjolras reached the Richefeu smoking-room.
He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, let-
ting the door fall to and strike his shoulders, and gazed at
that room filled with tables, men, and smoke.
A voice broke forth from the mist of smoke, interrupted
by another voice. It was Grantaire holding a dialogue with
an adversary.
Grantaire was sitting opposite another figure, at a mar-
ble Saint-Anne table, strewn with grains of bran and dotted
with dominos. He was hammering the table with his fist,
and this is what Enjolras heard:—
‘Double-six.’
‘Fours.’
‘The pig! I have no more.’
‘You are dead. A two.’
‘Six.’
‘Three.’
‘One.’
‘It’s my move.’
‘Four points.’
‘Not much.’
‘It’s your turn.’

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