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We hear From Yanina.

           Butwaitamoment,donotletusgetangry,oratleastnotyet.YouareirritatedandvexedtellmehowthisFernandisrelatedtoyou?"

           "Heismerelymyfather,"saidAlbert—"M.FernandMondego,CountofMorcerf,anoldsoldierwhohasfoughtintwentybattlesandwhosehonorablescarstheywoulddenounceasbadgesofdisgrace."

           "Isityourfather?"saidBeauchamp;"thatisquiteanotherthing.Thencanwellunderstandyourindignation,mydearAlbert.Iwilllookatitagain;"andhereadtheparagraphforthethirdtime,layingastressoneachwordasheproceeded."ButthepapernowhereidentifiesthisFernandwithyourfather."

           "No;buttheconnectionwillbeseenbyothers,andthereforeIwillhavethearticlecontradicted."Atthewords"Iwill,"BeauchampsteadilyraisedhiseyestoAlbert’scountenance,andthenasgraduallyloweringthem,heremainedthoughtfulforafewmoments."Youwillretractthisassertion,willyounot,Beauchamp?"saidAlbertwithincreasedthoughstifledanger.

           "Yes,"repliedBeauchamp.

           "Immediately?"saidAlbert.

           "WhenIamconvincedthatthestatementisfalse."

           "What?"

           "Thethingisworthlookinginto,andIwilltakepainstoinvestigatethematterthoroughly."

           "Butwhatistheretoinvestigate,sir?"saidAlbert,enragedbeyondmeasureatBeauchamp’slastremark.

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