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Le Comte de Sabron, in the undress uniform of captain in the -- -- Cavalry, sat smoking and thinking.... What is the use of being thirty years old with the brevet of captain and much distinction of family if you are a poor man -- in short, what is the good of anything if you are alone in the world and no one cares what becomes of you?
He rang his bell, and when his _ordonnance_ appeared, said sharply: