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But on the second story, in the room that was still called the

mirror room, though the mirrors were gone, stood the Count on the

balcony facing the gate. He was cooling himself in the breeze; he

had put his long coat on only one arm, folding the other sleeve

and the skirts about his neck and draping his breast with the

coat as with a cloak. Gerwazy was walking with long steps through

the apartment; both were deep in thought, and were talking

together.

"Pistols," said the Count, "or, if they prefer, sabres."

"The castle," said the Warden, "and the village, both are ours."

"Challenge the uncle, the nephew," exclaimed the Count, "the

whole family!"