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Chapter 11

           

           Wesalutedhisfriendsandwereabouttodepart,whenFelixPasquinidetainedme.

           “Pardonme,”Isaid.“Letitbeto-morrow.”

           “Wehavebuttomoveastepaside,”heurged,“wherethegrassisstilldry.”

           “Letmethenwetitforyou,Sainte-Maure,”Lanfrancaskedofme,eagerhimselftodoforanItalian.

           Ishookmyhead.

           “Pasquiniismine,”Ianswered.“Heshallbefirstto-morrow.”

           “Arethereothers?”Lanfrancdemanded.

           “AskdeGoncourt,”Igrinned.“Iimagineheisalreadylayingclaimtothehonourofbeingthethird.”

           Atthis,deGoncourtshoweddistressedacquiescence.Lanfranclookedinquiryathim,anddeGoncourtnodded.

           “AndafterhimIdoubtnotcomesthecockerel,”Iwenton.

           AndevenasIspokethered-hairedGuydeVillehardouin,alone,strodetousacrossthemoonlitgrass.

           “AtleastIshallhavehim,”Lanfranccried,hisvoicealmostwheedling,sogreatwashisdesire.

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