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He had become strangely bound up in Berselius; he had developed an affection for this man almost brotherly, and Schaunard's remark hit him and made him wince. For Schaunard employed the present tense. "Yes," said Adams at last, "it was very grand."
"Why, since you are back sound and whole, it seems to me you have not done so badly but perhaps you have got malaria?" The old man's sharp eyes were investigating the face of the other. Schaunard's eyes had this peculiarity, that they were at once friendly to one and cruel, they matched the eternal little laugh which was ever springing to his lips the laugh of the eternal mocker.
The duelling pistol is still a factor in Continental life, and the cases containing them at Schaunard's are worth lingering over, for the modern duelling pistol is a thing of beauty, very different from the murderous hair-trigger machines of Count Considine though just as deadly. To Schaunard, pottering amongst his wares, appeared Adams.
He told of how in the night, listening by the camp fire, he had heard the mysterious boom of its coming, and of the marvellous sight he had watched when Berselius, failing in his attempt to waken the Zappo Zap, had fronted the oncoming army of destruction. Schaunard's eyes lit up as he listened. "Ah," said he, "that is a man!" The remark brought Adams to a halt.
"But Schaunard's account and the account for drugs and instruments you will please send to M. Pinchon; they are part of the expedition. And now," looking at his watch, "will you do me the pleasure of staying to déjeuner?" Adams bowed. "I will notify you to-night at your address the exact date we start," said Captain Berselius as he led the way from the room. "It will be within a fortnight.
A passer-by might have imagined that the two men had just exchanged a good joke. Before Adams had taken three steps, the door of the shop re-opened, and Schaunard's voice called again. "Monsieur." "Yes?" said Adams, turning. "You need not pay me for the gun till you come back." "Right," said Adams, laughing. "I will call in and pay you for it when I come back. Au revoir." "Adieu."
Honoré, where they parted. "Good luck," said Stenhouse, getting into a fiacre. "Good-bye," replied Adams, waving his hand. Being in that quarter of the town, and having nothing especial to do, he determined to go to Schaunard's in the Rue de la Paix, and see about his guns. Schaunard personally superintends his own shop, which is the first gun-shop on the Continent of Europe.
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