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He had seen him at my house. Versigny said, "Take care what you do. There is a man outside the door." "It is a shawl-maker," said Biscarrat. "He has come with me. He is following me." "But," resumed Versigny, "he is wearing a blouse, beneath which he has a handkerchief. He seems to be hiding this, and he has something in the handkerchief." "Sugar-plums," said Biscarrat. They were cartridges.
"Two men and they have killed ten in two discharges! It is impossible, Monsieur Biscarrat!"
Viguier related what we had done on the preceding evening, and shared my opinion that the closing catastrophe should be hurried on, that the Crime should be precipitated into the abyss which befitted it. Biscarrat came in. The Representatives did not know hire, and stared at him. "Who are you?" asked one of them. Before he could answer, Dr. Petit entered, unfolded a paper, and said,
"I will not only swear that I will not speak of it," said Biscarrat, "but I still further swear that I will do everything in the world to prevent my companions from setting foot in the grotto." "Biscarrat! Biscarrat!" cried several voices from the outside, coming like a whirlwind into the cave. "Reply," said Aramis. "Here I am!" cried Biscarrat. "Now, begone; we depend on your loyalty."
"Biscarrat called Cardinal one of the four who interrupted us on the day on which we formed our friendship with D'Artagnan, sword in hand." "Precisely, gentlemen." "The only one," cried Aramis, eagerly, "we could not scratch." "Consequently, a capital blade?" said the prisoner. "That's true! most true!" exclaimed both friends together. "Ma foi!
We shall have brought down, at the lowest computation, eight, before the others are aware of anything that is certain; then all, there are five of us, will dispatch the other eight, knife in hand." "And poor Biscarrat?" said Porthos. Aramis reflected a moment "Biscarrat first," replied he, coolly. "He knows us."
The troop, accordingly, precipitated themselves to the left the passage gradually growing narrower. Biscarrat, with his hands stretched forward, devoted to death, marched in advance of the muskets. "Come on! come on!" exclaimed he, "I see daylight!" "Strike, Porthos!" cried the sepulchral voice of Aramis. Porthos breathed a heavy sigh but he obeyed.
At the same instant, cries, shrieks, imprecations burst forth, and the little troop of gentlemen reappeared some pale, some bleeding all enveloped in a cloud of smoke, which the outer air seemed to suck from the depths of the cavern. "Biscarrat! Biscarrat!" cried the fugitives, "you knew there was an ambuscade in that cavern, and you did not warn us!
Georges Biscarrat came to see me from time to time, and on occasions he asked my advice or gave me information. Wishing to preserve him from evil influences, I had given him, and he had accepted, this guiding maxim, "No insurrection except for Duty and for Right." What was this hooting in the Rue de l'Echelle? Let us relate the incident.
But Biscarrat did not answer. "Good!" said the officer who had shown so much coolness in the affair. "We have no longer any need of him; here are reinforcements coming." In fact, a company of guards, left in the rear by their officers, whom the ardor of the chase had carried away from seventy-five to eighty men arrived in good order, led by their captain and the first lieutenant.
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