The Challenge.

           "Then,"continuedBeauchamp,"Itookadvantageofthesilenceandthedarknesstoleavethehousewithoutbeingseen.Theusherwhohadintroducedmewaswaitingformeatthedoor,andheconductedmethroughthecorridorstoaprivateentranceopeningintotheRuedeVaugirard.Ileftwithmingledfeelingsofsorrowanddelight.Excuseme,Albertsorrowonyouraccount,anddelightwiththatnoblegirl,thuspursuingpaternalvengeance.Yes,Albert,fromwhateversourcetheblowmayhaveproceededitmaybefromanenemy,butthatenemyisonlytheagentofprovidence."Albertheldhisheadbetweenhishands;heraisedhisface,redwithshameandbathedintears,andseizingBeauchamp’sarm,"Myfriend,"saidhe,"mylifeisended.Icannotcalmlysaywithyou,‘Providencehasstrucktheblow;’butImustdiscoverwhopursuesmewiththishatred,andwhenIhavefoundhimIshallkillhim,orhewillkillme.Irelyonyourfriendshiptoassistme,Beauchamp,ifcontempthasnotbanisheditfromyourheart."

           "Contempt,myfriend?Howdoesthismisfortuneaffectyou?No,happilythatunjustprejudiceisforgottenwhichmadethesonresponsibleforthefather’sactions.Reviewyourlife,Albert;althoughitisonlyjustbeginning,didalovelysummer’sdayeverdawnwithgreaterpuritythanhasmarkedthecommencementofyourcareer?No,Albert,takemyadvice.YouareyoungandrichleaveParisallissoonforgotteninthisgreatBabylonofexcitementandchangingtastes.

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