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The Guests.

           "

           "Heisquiteright,"returnedBeauchamp;"forIcriticisehimwithoutknowingwhathedoes.Good-day,commander!"

           "Ah,youknowthatalready,"saidtheprivatesecretary,smilingandshakinghandswithhim.

           "Pardieu?"

           "Andwhatdotheysayofitintheworld?"

           "Inwhichworld?wehavesomanyworldsintheyearofgrace1838."

           "Intheentirepoliticalworld,ofwhichyouareoneoftheleaders."

           "Theysaythatitisquitefair,andthatsowingsomuchred,yououghttoreapalittleblue."

           "Come,come,thatisnotbad!"saidLucien."Whydoyounotjoinourparty,mydearBeauchamp?Withyourtalentsyouwouldmakeyourfortuneinthreeorfouryears."

           "Ionlyawaitonethingbeforefollowingyouradvice;thatis,aministerwhowillholdofficeforsixmonths.MydearAlbert,oneword,forImustgivepoorLucienarespite.Dowebreakfastordine?ImustgototheChamber,forourlifeisnotanidleone."

           "Youonlybreakfast;Iawaittwopersons,andtheinstanttheyarriveweshallsitdowntotable."

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