The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 1


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"Oh, yes," he replied, coloring violently, "I got it from him the next  
morning. Nothing should tempt me to part with that scarabæus. Do you  
know that Jupiter is quite right about it?"  
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In what way?" I asked, with a sad foreboding at heart.  
"In supposing it to be a bug of real gold." He said this with an air of  
profound seriousness, and I felt inexpressibly shocked.  
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This bug is to make my fortune," he continued, with a triumphant smile,  
to reinstate me in my family possessions. Is it any wonder, then, that  
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I prize it? Since Fortune has thought fit to bestow it upon me, I have  
only to use it properly and I shall arrive at the gold of which it is  
the index. Jupiter; bring me that scarabæus!"  
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What! de bug, massa? I'd rudder not go fer trubble dat bug--you mus git  
him for your own self." Hereupon Legrand arose, with a grave and  
stately air, and brought me the beetle from a glass case in which it was  
enclosed. It was a beautiful scarabæus, and, at that time, unknown to  
naturalists--of course a great prize in a scientific point of view.  
There were two round, black spots near one extremity of the back, and  
a long one near the other. The scales were exceedingly hard and glossy,  
with all the appearance of burnished gold. The weight of the insect  
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