""Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" Madame Magloire exclaimed, "does your Grace know where the basket of silver is?" "Yes," replied the Bishop. "The Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had become of it." The Bishop had just picked up the basket in a flower-bed. He presented it to Madame Magloire. "Here it is." "Well!" said she. "Nothing in it! And the silver?" "Ah," returned the Bishop, "so it is the silver which troubles you? I don't know where it is.""

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