On the evening of the day when the Comte de Morcerf came away from Danglars' with the shame and fury that one can imagine, given the banker's cold reception, M. Andrea Cavalcanti, with his hair curled and shining, his moustaches waxed, and closely fitting white gloves, drove into the banker's courtyard at the Chaussée-d'Antin, almost standing upright on his phaeton.

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