Philippe was carried back to his uncle's house.
Thus perished a man destined to do great deeds had he lived his life amid environments which were suited to him; a man treated by Nature as a favorite child, for she gave him courage, self-possession, and the political sagacity of a Cesar Borgia.

But education had not bestowed upon him that nobility of conduct and ideas without which nothing great is possible in any walk of life.

He was not regretted, because of the perfidy with which his adversary, who was a worse man than he, had contrived to bring him into disrepute.

His death put an end to the exploits of the Order of Idleness, to the great satisfaction of the town of Issoudun.

Philippe therefore had nothing to fear in consequence of the duel, which seemed almost the result of divine vengeance: its circumstances were related throughout that whole region of country, with unanimous praise for the bravery of the two combatants.
"But they had better both have been killed," remarked Monsieur Mouilleron; "it would have been a good riddance for the Government." The situation of Flore Brazier would have been very embarrassing were it not for the condition into which she was thrown by Max's death.