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Berselius , when he left the lawyer 's house , drove to his club . The selling of his rubber industry shares had been prompted by no feeling of compunction ; it was an act entirely dictated by the profound irritation he felt against the other one who had made his fortune out of those same rubber industries . He wished to break every bond between himself and the infernal entity that dominated him by night . Surely it was enough to be that other one at night , without being perpetually haunted by that other one 's traces by day . In the Place de L'Opera , his _ fiacre _ paused in a crowd of vehicles . Berselius heard himself hailed . He turned his head .