No; a more material interest stirred his blood. He was about at last to pass that mysterious threshold, to climb those unknown stairs by which, one by one, the old crowns of M. Coquenard had ascended.
No, un interés más material le latigaba la sangre, iba por fin a franquear aquel umbral misterioso, a subir aquella escalinata desconocida que habían construido, uno a uno, los viejos escudos de maese Coquenard.