“Whenever any friend of mine gets into a quarrel, I always act on one principle.”
“What is that?”
“That lost time is irreparable, and one never arranges an affair so well as when everything has been done to embroil the disputants as much as possible.”
“Ah! indeed, is that the principle on which you proceed?”
“Precisely; so, as soon as a quarrel takes place, I bring the two parties together.”
“Exactly.”
“You understand that by this means it is impossible for an affair not to be arranged.”
“I should have thought that, treated in this manner, an affair would, on the contrary—”
“Oh! not the least in the world. Just fancy, now, I have had in my life something like a hundred and eighty to a hundred and ninety regular duels, without reckoning hasty encounters, or chance meetings.”
“It is a very handsome aggregate,” said Raoul, unable to resist a smile.