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which Flore's entreaties； and above all； her tendernesses； had
awakened in the latter's mind。
〃We shall fight；〃 he said to Renard； 〃and to the death。 Therefore
don't talk to me any more； let me play my part well。〃
After these words； spoken in a feverish tone； the three Bonapartists
returned to the group of officers and mixed among them。 Max bowed
first to Bridau； who returned his bow； and the two exchanged a frigid
glance。
〃Come； gentlemen； let us take our seats；〃 said Potel。
〃And drink to the health of the Little Corporal； who is now in the
paradise of heroes；〃 cried Renard。
The company poured into the long； low dining…hall of the restaurant
Lacroix； the windows of which opened on the market…place。 Each guest
took his seat at the table； where； in compliance with Philippe's
request； the two adversaries were placed directly opposite to each
other。 Some young men of the town； among them several Knights of
Idleness； anxious to know what might happen at the banquet； were
walking about the street and discussing the critical position into
which Philippe had contrived to force Max。 They all deplored the
crisis； though each considered the duel to be inevitable。
Everything went off well until the dessert； though the two antagonists
displayed； in spite of the apparent joviality of the dinner； a certain
vigilance that resembled disquietude。 While waiting for the quarrel
that both were planning； Philippe showed admirable coolness； and Max a
distracting gayety； but to an observer； each was playing a part。
When the desert was served Philippe rose and said： 〃Fill your glasses；
my friends！ I ask permission to propose the first toast。〃
〃He said MY FRIENDS； don't fill your glass；〃 whispered Renard to Max。
Max poured out some wine。
〃To the Grand Army！〃 cried Philippe； with genuine enthusiasm。
〃To the Grand Army！〃 was repeated with acclamation by every voice。
At this moment eleven private soldiers； among whom were Benjamin and
Kouski； appeared at the door of the room and repeated the toast；
〃To the Grand Army！〃
〃Come in； my sons； we are going to drink His health。〃
The old soldiers came in and stood behind the officers。
〃You see He is not dead！〃 said Kouski to an old sergeant； who had
perhaps been grieving that the Emperor's agony was over。
〃I claim the second toast；〃 said Mignonnet； as he rose。 〃Let us drink
to those who attempted to restore his son！〃
Every one present； except Maxence Gilet； bowed to Philippe Bridau； and
stretched their glasses towards him。
〃One word；〃 said Max； rising。
〃It is Max！ it is Max！〃 cried voices outside； and then a deep silence
reigned in the room and in the street； for Gilet's known character
made every one expect a taunt。
〃May we ALL meet again at this time next year；〃 said Max； bowing
ironically to Philippe。
〃It's coming！〃 whispered Kouski to his neighbor。
〃The Paris police would never allow a banquet of this kind；〃 said
Potel to Philippe。
〃Why do the devil to you mention the police to Colonel Bridau？〃 said
Maxence insolently。
〃Captain PotelHEmeant no insult；〃 said Philippe； smiling coldly。
The stillness was so profound that the buzzing of a fly could have
been heard if there had been one。
〃The police were sufficiently afraid of me；〃 resumed Philippe； 〃to
send me to Issoudun；a place where I have had the pleasure of meeting
old comrades； but where； it must be owned； there is a dearth of
amusement。 For a man who doesn't despise folly； I'm rather restricted。
However； it is certainly economical； for I am not one of those to whom
feather…beds give incomes； Mariette of the Grand Opera cost me
fabulous sums。〃
〃Is that remark meant for me； my dear colonel？〃 asked Max； sending a
glance at Philippe which was like a current of electricity。
〃Take it as you please；〃 answered Bridau。
〃Colonel； my two friends here； Renard and Potel； will call to…morrow
on〃
〃on Mignonnet and Carpentier；〃 answered Philippe； cutting short
Max's sentence； and motioning towards his two neighbors。
〃Now；〃 said Max； 〃let us go on with the toasts。〃
The two adversaries had not raised their voices above the tone of
ordinary conversation； there was nothing solemn in the affair except
the dead silence in which it took place。
〃Look here； you others！〃 cried Philippe； addressing the soldiers who
stood behind the officers； 〃remember that our affairs don't concern
the bourgeoisienot a word； therefore； on what goes on here。 It is
for the Old Guard only。〃
〃They'll obey orders； colonel；〃 said Renard。 〃I'll answer for them。〃
〃Long live His little one！ May he reign over France！〃 cried Potel。
〃Death to Englishmen！〃 cried Carpentier。
That toast was received with prodigious applause。
〃Shame on Hudson Lowe；〃 said Captain Renard。
The dessert passed off well； the libations were plentiful。 The
antagonists and their four seconds made it a point of honor that a
duel； involving so large a fortune； and the reputation of two men
noted for their courage； should not appear the result of an ordinary
squabble。 No two gentlemen could have behaved better than Philippe and
Max； in this respect the anxious waiting of the young men and
townspeople grouped about the market…place was balked。 All the guests；
like true soldiers； kept silence as to the episode which took place at
dessert。 At ten o'clock that night the two adversaries were informed
that the sabre was the weapon agreed upon by the seconds； the place
chosen for the rendezvous was behind the chancel of the church of the
Capuchins at eight o'clock the next morning。 Goddet； who was at the
banquet in his quality of former army surgeon； was requested to be
present at the meeting。 The seconds agreed that； no matter what might
happen； the combat should last only ten minutes。
At eleven o'clock that night； to Colonel Bridau's amazement； Monsieur
Hochon appeared at his rooms just as he was going to bed； escorting
Madame Hochon。
〃We know what has happened；〃 said the old lady； with her eyes full of
tears； 〃and I have come to entreat you not to leave the house to…
morrow morning without saying your prayers。 Lift your soul to God！〃
〃Yes； madame；〃 said Philippe； to whom old Hochon made a sign from
behind his wife's back。
〃That is not all；〃 said Agathe's godmother。 〃I stand in the place of
your poor mother； and I divest myself； for you； of a thing which I
hold most precious；here；〃 she went on； holding towards Philippe a
tooth； fastened upon a piece of black velvet embroidered in gold； to
which she had sewn a pair of green strings。 Having shown it to him；
she replaced it in a little bag。 〃It is a relic of Sainte Solange； the
patron saint of Berry；〃 she said； 〃I saved it during the Revolution；
wear it on your breast to…morrow。〃
〃Will it protect me from a sabre…thrust？〃 asked Philippe。
〃Yes；〃 replied the old lady。
〃Then I have no