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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Maitre Cornelius by Honore de Balzac: When Louis XI. was alone with his silversmith, he looked at him and
chuckled coldly.
"Messire Hoogworst," he said, with a nod, "all treasures buried in
France belong to the king."
"Yes, sire, all is yours; you are the absolute master of our lives and
fortunes; but, up to this moment, you have only taken what you need."
"Listen to me, old crony; if I help you to recover this treasure, you
can surely, and without fear, agree to divide it with me."
"No, sire, I will not divide it; I will give it all to you, at my
death. But what scheme have you for finding it?"
"I shall watch you myself when you are taking your nocturnal tramps.
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