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At this Bamboir shook his head, and answered, "To-morrow I'll to the Governor, and tell him what's coming. My wife, she falls upon my neck this morning. 'Argose, she says, ''twill need the bishop and his college to drive La Jongleuse out of the grand chateau." "No less," replied the other.

"This never leaves me," said I; "it was a pious gift." I raised the cross to my lips, and kissed it. "That's well," said Bamboir to his comrade. "If otherwise, he should have been struck down by the Avenging Angel." We got back to the chateau without more talk, and I was locked in, while my guards retired. As soon as they had gone I got to work, for my great enterprise was at hand.

They talked in low tones again, but soon got louder, and presently I knew that they were speaking of La Jongleuse; and Bamboir the fat Bamboir, who the surgeon had said would some day die of apoplexy was rash enough to say that he had seen her.

In my mind I commended this fat Bamboir as an excellent story-teller, and thanked him for his true picture of La Jongleuse, whom, to my regret, I had never seen. I would not forget his stirring description, as he should see.

I have proved that by making toys for your children." It was as cordial to me to watch their faces. They both drew away from the cliff, and grasped their firearms apprehensively. "My God," said Bamboir, "those toys shall be burned to-night. Alphonse has the smallpox and Susanne the croup damned devil!" he added furiously, stepping forward to me with gun raised, "I'll "

Voyez, this Englishman is a damned heretic, and has the wicked arts." "But see, Bamboir, do you think he can cast spells?" "What mean those sounds from his room?" "So, so. But if he be a friend of the devil, La Jongleuse would not come for him, but " Startled and excited, they grasped each other's arms. "But for us for us!"

Voyez, this Englishman is a damned heretic, and has the wicked arts." "But see, Bamboir, do you think he can cast spells?" "What mean those sounds from his room?" "So, so. But if he be a friend of the devil, La Jongleuse would not come for him, but " Startled and excited, they grasped each other's arms. "But for us for us!"

"Or your Lablanche, my friend. She has hard hands, with warts, and red knuckles therefrom " "Or your Nanette, Bamboir, with nose that blisters in the summer, as she goes swingeing flax, and swelling feet that sweat in sabots, and chin thrust out from carrying pails upon her head "

"It would be a work of God to send him to the devil," said Bamboir in a loud whisper. "He has given us trouble enough. Who can tell what comes next? Those damned noises in his room, eh eh?"

"Or your Lablanche, my friend. She has hard hands, with warts, and red knuckles therefrom " "Or your Nanette, Bamboir, with nose that blisters in the summer, as she goes swingeing flax, and swelling feet that sweat in sabots, and chin thrust out from carrying pails upon her head "