Chapter 15: XV

XV I remember, too, how, without moving from her place, or changing her attitude, she gazed into my face. “I have won two hundred thousand francs!” cried I as I pulled out my last sheaf of banknotes. The pile of paper currency occupied the whole table. I could not withdraw my eyes from it. Consequently, for a moment or two Polina escaped my mind. Then I set myself to arrange the pile in order, and to sort the notes, and to mass the gold in a separate heap. That done, I left everything wher…