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The Breakfast.

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           "Withwhatanairhesaysallthis,"mutteredBeauchamp;"decidedlyheisagreatman."

           "Agreatmaninhisowncountry,"addedDebray.

           "Agreatmanineverycountry,M.Debray,"saidChateau–Renaud.Thecountwas,itmayberemembered,amosttemperateguest.Albertremarkedthis,expressinghisfearslest,attheoutset,theParisianmodeoflifeshoulddispleasethetravellerinthemostessentialpoint."Mydearcount,"saidhe,"Ifearonething,andthatis,thatthefareoftheRueduHelderisnotsomuchtoyourtasteasthatofthePiazzadiSpagni.Ioughttohaveconsultedyouonthepoint,andhavehadsomedishespreparedexpressly."

           "Didyouknowmebetter,"returnedthecount,smiling,"youwouldnotgiveonethoughtofsuchathingforatravellerlikemyself,whohassuccessivelylivedonmaccaroniatNaples,polentaatMilan,ollapodridaatValencia,pilauatConstantinople,karrickinIndia,andswallows’nestsinChina.Ieateverywhere,andofeverything,onlyIeatbutlittle;andtoday,thatyoureproachmewithmywantofappetite,ismydayofappetite,forIhavenoteatensinceyesterdaymorning."

           "What,"criedalltheguests,"youhavenoteatenforfourandtwentyhours?"

           "No,"repliedthecount;"IwasforcedtogooutofmyroadtoobtainsomeinformationnearNimes,sothatIwassomewhatlate,andthereforeIdidnotchoosetostop."

           "Andyouateinyourcarriage?"askedMorcerf.

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