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Then
followed
a
discussion
of
the
subject
in
which
the
ladies
joined
.
Then
a
duel
was
mentioned
and
Jacques
Rival
led
the
conversation
;
that
was
his
province
.
Duroy
did
not
venture
a
remark
,
but
occasionally
glanced
at
his
neighbor
.
A
diamond
upon
a
slight
,
golden
thread
depended
from
her
ear
;
from
time
to
time
she
uttered
a
remark
which
evoked
a
smile
upon
his
lips
.
Duroy
sought
vainly
for
some
compliment
to
pay
her
;
he
busied
himself
with
her
daughter
,
filled
her
glass
,
waited
upon
her
,
and
the
child
,
more
dignified
than
her
mother
,
thanked
him
gravely
saying
,
"
You
are
very
kind
,
Monsieur
,
"
while
she
listened
to
the
conversation
with
a
reflective
air
.
The
dinner
was
excellent
and
everyone
was
delighted
with
it
.
The
conversation
returned
to
the
colonization
of
Algeria
.
M.
Walter
uttered
several
jocose
remarks
;
Forestier
alluded
to
the
article
he
had
prepared
for
the
morrow
;
Jacques
Rival
declared
himself
in
favor
of
a
military
government
with
grants
of
land
to
all
the
officers
after
thirty
years
of
colonial
service
.
"
In
that
way
,
"
said
he
,
"
you
can
establish
a
strong
colony
,
familiar
with
and
liking
the
country
,
knowing
its
language
and
able
to
cope
with
all
those
local
yet
grave
questions
which
invariably
confront
newcomers
.
"
Norbert
de
Varenne
interrupted
:
"
Yes
,
they
would
know
everything
,
except
agriculture
.
They
would
speak
Arabic
,
but
they
would
not
know
how
to
transplant
beet-root
,
and
how
to
sow
wheat
.
They
would
be
strong
in
fencing
,
but
weak
in
the
art
of
farming
.
On
the
contrary
,
the
new
country
should
be
opened
to
everyone
.
Intelligent
men
would
make
positions
for
themselves
;
the
others
would
succumb
.
It
is
a
natural
law
.
"
A
pause
ensued
.
Everyone
smiled
.
Georges
Duroy
,
startled
at
the
sound
of
his
own
voice
,
as
if
he
had
never
heard
it
,
said
:
"
What
is
needed
the
most
down
there
is
good
soil
.
Really
fertile
land
costs
as
much
as
it
does
in
France
and
is
bought
by
wealthy
Parisians
.
The
real
colonists
,
the
poor
,
are
generally
cast
out
into
the
desert
,
where
nothing
grows
for
lack
of
water
.
"
All
eyes
turned
upon
him
.
He
colored
.
M.
Walter
asked
:
"
Do
you
know
Algeria
,
sir
?
"
He
replied
:
"
Yes
,
sir
,
I
was
there
twenty-eight
months
.
"
Leaving
the
subject
of
colonization
,
Norbert
de
Varenne
questioned
him
as
to
some
of
the
Algerian
customs
.
Georges
spoke
with
animation
;
excited
by
the
wine
and
the
desire
to
please
,
he
related
anecdotes
of
the
regiment
,
of
Arabian
life
,
and
of
the
war
.
Mme.
Walter
murmured
to
him
in
her
soft
tones
:
"
You
could
write
a
series
of
charming
articles
.
"
