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Fanfaro believed that there was some connection between the two persons he had saved from a watery grave, and Bobichel thought so too. The crazy woman sometimes became terribly excited. In such moments she sprang out of the bed, and hiding behind the door silently whined: "Spare me I am your mother!" Irene in such moments tried in vain to quiet her.
Monte-Cristo and his men reached the building and leaped to the ground; they left their panting animals in charge of Bobichel, and, drawing their revolvers, made their way into the mosque. There a sight met their eyes that almost froze the blood in their veins. Esperance, with his hands tied behind him and stripped to the waist, was kneeling upon a large, flat stone in the centre of the mosque.
"In the first place, the police," replied Fanfaro; "they hunted us like a pack of dogs a wild animal, and if we had not escaped over the roofs we would now be behind lock and key." "But why are you pursued?" asked Bobichel, anxiously. "Do you belong to the conspiracy of which there is so much talk?" "Probably," replied Girdel.
"She can't know anything!" said Gudel, uneasily. "Bobichel!" he called. "I am here, master!" answered the clown. "Where is Robeccal?" "I don't know he went away three hours ago." "Where was he going?" "I don't know I was too sleepy to ask." Gudel questioned Caillette again. "Had La Roulante distinctly spoken of papers?" It was only too clear that there had been spies in their camp.
"Yes, you are right," replied Irene, embracing Louison, and, gently leading her to her room, she sat down beside her and hastily told her what she knew about the conspiracy and the part Fanfaro took in it. Bobichel put in a word here and there, and when Irene had finished he said with a smile: "Mademoiselle, in your eagerness to read one of the letters you forgot to open the other."
Three persons came to meet the travellers: a woman, who led a child by the hand, and a strangely formed creature which hopped about and looked more like a frog than a human being. "What is that?" asked the count. "Oh," replied Fanfaro, laughing, "that is Bobichel." "Bobichel?" "Yes, he was once a clown when I was an acrobat. He amuses my little son now, by imitating the frog."
"His mother!" came a whisper behind Fanfaro, and turning hastily round he saw Caillette who stood at the door with tears in her eyes with Bobichel, who said: "Caillette will take care of the invalid until we have found Louison; I say that we move heaven and earth so that we find her."
I did not believe it myself, at first, and as I felt sure you would doubt the story, I took the liberty of bringing the witnesses with me. Caraman and Coucon are here, sir." "Oh! Bobichel, why could you not have said this before? Let me see them at once, and I swear that I will get at the truth!" Fanfar, in addition to his impatience, felt a certain remorse.
"Yes, the scoundrels happened to be smarter than other people," came a mocking voice from the branch of an oak-tree, and looking up, Robeckal saw the clown, who, with the quickness of an ape, had now slid down the tree and disappeared in the bush. "Villain!" exclaimed Robeckal, angrily, and taking a gun from one of the policemen he fired a shot at Bobichel. Did the shot take effect?
"Halloo!" cried a voice, "you had best meddle with honest people again!" And Bobichel, standing on the side of the road, danced with glee. "You shall pay for that!" shouted Robeccal, and snatching a pistol from the belt of one of the police, he fired at Bobichel. The clown flung out his arms. "They are saved, at all events!" he shouted, as he disappeared, falling into the abyss at his feet.
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