The young man who is now riding up at a gallop is precisely the sort who prefers to inspire extended speeches in his own adoration, and since it is his first day, we will indulge him
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Armand is sitting on the porch, puzzling over things, when the man rides up. He follows him inside. "I'm afraid I don't know anything of Ruritania. You aren't there anymore."
"How horrible! No death? Then every coward may be a brave soldier, and one will no longer be admired for recklessness, if he risks no harm. But you are a saucy knave--why should I believe this claim?"
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He detaches from the doorway and gives a brief bow. "I'm Armand St. Just."
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