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"
A
Strasbourg
pie
?
"
asked
Beauchamp
.
"
No
,
his
horse
;
of
which
we
each
of
us
ate
a
slice
with
a
hearty
appetite
.
It
was
very
hard
.
"
"
The
horse
?
"
said
Morcerf
,
laughing
.
"
No
,
the
sacrifice
,
"
returned
Chateau
--
Renaud
;
"
ask
Debray
if
he
would
sacrifice
his
English
steed
for
a
stranger
?
"
"
Not
for
a
stranger
,
"
said
Debray
,
"
but
for
a
friend
I
might
,
perhaps
.
"
"
I
divined
that
you
would
become
mine
,
count
,
"
replied
Morrel
;
"
besides
,
as
I
had
the
honor
to
tell
you
,
heroism
or
not
,
sacrifice
or
not
,
that
day
I
owed
an
offering
to
bad
fortune
in
recompense
for
the
favors
good
fortune
had
on
other
days
granted
to
us
.
"
"
The
history
to
which
M.
Morrel
alludes
,
"
continued
Chateau
--
Renaud
,
"
is
an
admirable
one
,
which
he
will
tell
you
some
day
when
you
are
better
acquainted
with
him
;
today
let
us
fill
our
stomachs
,
and
not
our
memories
.
What
time
do
you
breakfast
,
Albert
?
"
"
At
half-past
ten
.
"
"
Precisely
?
"
asked
Debray
,
taking
out
his
watch
.
