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and vulgar, peace seemed signed in advance.
Such was the opinion of M. Henri
Steimbourg, who was neither young
enough nor curious enough to want to see
a duel at any price; and the two Turks,
like sensible men, at once accepted the reparation which was offered. They nevertheless asked to confer with Ayvaz; and
while they ran to the Embassy, the enemy
awaited them on the spot. It was four
o'clock in the morning; but not even a
clear conscience could give the marquis
sleep. As long as anything was left to be
settled, he could not go to bed.
But the terrible Ayvaz, at the first words
which his friends uttered regarding a reconciliation, got into a regular Turkish
rage. "Am I a fool?" he cried, brandishing the jessamine chibouk which had
kept him company; "are you trying to
persuade me that I gave myself the blow