“They say that it is quite fair, and that sowing so much red, you ought to reap a little blue.”
“Come, come, that is not bad!” said Lucien. “Why do you not join our party, my dear Beauchamp? With your talents you would make your fortune in three or four years.”
“I only await one thing before following your advice; that is, a minister who will hold office for six months.
My dear Albert, one word, for I must give poor Lucien a respite. Do we breakfast or dine? I must go to the Chamber, for our life is not an idle one.”
“You only breakfast; I await two persons, and the instant they arrive we shall sit down to table.”