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His
manner
of
pronouncing
these
last
words
revived
a
little
of
Julien
’
s
bad
temper
.
"
I
have
come
to
fight
you
,
monsieur
,
"
and
he
explained
in
a
few
words
the
whole
matter
.
M
.
Charles
de
Beauvoisis
,
after
mature
reflection
,
was
fairly
satisfied
with
the
cut
of
Julien
’
s
black
suit
.
"
It
comes
from
Staub
,
that
’
s
clear
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
as
he
heard
him
speak
.
"
That
waistcoat
is
in
good
taste
.
Those
boots
are
all
right
,
but
on
the
other
hand
just
think
of
wearing
a
black
suit
in
the
early
morning
!
It
must
be
to
have
a
better
chance
of
not
being
hit
,
"
said
the
chevalier
de
Beauvoisis
to
himself
.
After
he
had
given
himself
this
explanation
he
became
again
perfectly
polite
to
Julien
,
and
almost
treated
him
as
an
equal
.
The
conversation
was
fairly
lengthy
,
for
the
matter
was
a
delicate
one
,
but
eventually
Julien
could
not
refuse
to
acknowledge
the
actual
facts
.
The
perfectly
mannered
young
man
before
him
did
not
bear
any
resemblance
to
the
vulgar
fellow
who
had
insulted
him
the
previous
day
.
Julien
felt
an
invincible
repugnance
towards
him
.
He
noted
the
self
-
sufficiency
of
the
chevalier
de
Beauvoisis
,
for
that
was
the
name
by
which
he
had
referred
to
himself
,
shocked
as
he
was
when
Julien
called
him
simply
"
Monsieur
.
"
He
admired
his
gravity
which
,
though
tinged
with
a
certain
modest
fatuity
,
he
never
abandoned
for
a
single
moment
.
He
was
astonished
at
his
singular
manner
of
moving
his
tongue
as
he
pronounced
his
words
,
but
after
all
,
this
did
not
present
the
slightest
excuse
for
picking
a
quarrel
.
The
young
diplomatist
very
graciously
offered
to
fight
,
but
the
ex
-
lieutenant
of
the
96th
,
who
had
been
sitting
down
for
an
hour
with
his
legs
wide
apart
,
his
hands
on
his
thigh
,
and
his
elbows
stuck
out
,
decided
that
his
friend
,
monsieur
de
Sorel
,
was
not
the
kind
to
go
and
pick
a
quarrel
with
a
man
because
someone
else
had
stolen
that
man
’
s
visiting
cards
.
Julien
went
out
in
a
very
bad
temper
.
The
chevalier
de
Beauvoisis
’
carriage
was
waiting
for
him
in
the
courtyard
before
the
steps
.
By
chance
Julien
raised
his
eyes
and
recognised
in
the
coachman
his
man
of
the
day
before
.
