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"
A
good
shot
?
"
"
I
have
used
a
pistol
a
good
deal
.
"
"
Good
!
Come
and
exercise
while
I
attend
to
everything
.
Wait
a
moment
.
"
He
entered
his
dressing-room
and
soon
reappeared
,
washed
,
shaven
,
and
presentable
.
"
Come
with
me
,
"
said
he
.
He
lived
on
the
ground
floor
,
and
he
led
Duroy
into
a
cellar
converted
into
a
room
for
the
practice
of
fencing
and
shooting
.
He
produced
a
pair
of
pistols
and
began
to
give
his
orders
as
briefly
as
if
they
were
on
the
dueling
ground
.
He
was
well
satisfied
with
Duroy
's
use
of
the
weapons
,
and
told
him
to
remain
there
and
practice
until
noon
,
when
he
would
return
to
take
him
to
lunch
and
tell
him
the
result
of
his
mission
.
Left
to
his
own
devices
,
Duroy
aimed
at
the
target
several
times
and
then
sat
down
to
reflect
.
Such
affairs
were
abominable
anyway
!
What
would
a
respectable
man
gain
by
risking
his
life
?
And
he
recalled
Norbert
de
Varenne
's
remarks
,
made
to
him
a
short
while
before
.
"
He
was
right
!
"
he
declared
aloud
.
It
was
gloomy
in
that
cellar
,
as
gloomy
as
in
a
tomb
.
What
o'clock
was
it
?
The
time
dragged
slowly
on
.
Suddenly
he
heard
footsteps
,
voices
,
and
Jacques
Rival
reappeared
accompanied
by
Boisrenard
.
The
former
cried
on
perceiving
Duroy
:
"
All
is
settled
!
"
Duroy
thought
the
matter
had
terminated
with
a
letter
of
apology
;
his
heart
gave
a
bound
and
he
stammered
:
"
Ah
--
thank
you
!
"
Rival
continued
:
"
M.
Langremont
has
accepted
every
condition
.
Twenty-five
paces
,
fire
when
the
pistol
is
leveled
and
the
order
given
.
"
Then
he
added
:
"
Now
let
us
lunch
;
it
is
past
twelve
o'clock
.
"
They
repaired
to
a
neighboring
restaurant
.
Duroy
was
silent
.
