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The Breakfast.

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           "Goon,then,forIseeIshallnotgettotheChamberthismorning,andImustmakeupforit."

           "IwasatRomeduringthelastCarnival."

           "Weknowthat,"saidBeauchamp.

           "Yes,butwhatyoudonotknowisthatIwascarriedoffbybandits."

           "Therearenobandits,"criedDebray.

           "Yesthereare,andmosthideous,orrathermostadmirableones,forIfoundthemuglyenoughtofrightenme."

           "Come,mydearAlbert,"saidDebray,"confessthatyourcookisbehindhand,thattheoystershavenotarrivedfromOstendorMarennes,andthat,likeMadamedeMaintenon,youaregoingtoreplacethedishbyastory.Saysoatonce;wearesufficientlywell-bredtoexcuseyou,andtolistentoyourhistory,fabulousasitpromisestobe."

           "AndIsaytoyou,fabulousasitmayseem,Itellitasatrueonefrombeginningtoend.Thebrigandshadcarriedmeoff,andconductedmetoagloomyspot,calledtheCatacombsofSaintSebastian."

           "Iknowit,"saidChateau–Renaud;"Inarrowlyescapedcatchingafeverthere."

           "AndIdidmorethanthat,"repliedMorcerf,"forIcaughtone.IwasinformedthatIwasprisoneruntilIpaidthesumof4,000Romancrownsabout24,000francs.Unfortunately,Ihadnotabove1,500.Iwasattheendofmyjourneyandofmycredit.

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