Camors recognized the Prince d'Errol.
"The deuce! You here, my Prince! I thought you in Cairo." "I arrived only this morning." "Ah, then you are better ?--Your chest ?" "So--so." "Bah! you look perfectly well.

And isn't Cairo a strange place ?" "Rather; but I really believe Providence has sent you to me." "You really think so, my Prince?
But why ?" "Because--pshaw! I'll tell you by-and-bye; but first I want to hear all about your quarrel." "What quarrel ?" "Your duel for Sarah." "That is to say, against Sarah!" "Well, tell me all that passed; I heard of it only vaguely while abroad." "Well, I only strove to do a good action, and, according to custom, I was punished for it.

I heard it said that that little imbecile La Brede borrowed money from his little sister to lavish it upon that Sarah.
This was so unnatural that you may believe it first disgusted, and then irritated me.

One day at the club I could not resist saying, 'You are an ass, La Bride, to ruin yourself--worse than that, to ruin your sister, for the sake of a snail, as little sympathetic as Sarah, a girl who always has a cold in her head, and who has already deceived you.' 'Deceived me!' cried La Brede, waving his long arms.

'Deceived me! and with whom ?'--'With me.' As he knew I never lied, he panted for my life.
Luckily my life is a tough one." "You put him in bed for three months, I hear." "Almost as long as that, yes.