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He half rose in his bed, and looked about. Every one was amazed and delighted. "I knew he would get well!" cried Schwann, as he rushed to Gudel, and took his hands. Bobichel immediately poured out some brandy and gave it to Gudel, whose eyes almost at once regained a natural appearance. He saw Caillette first, and kissed her tenderly. "Where is Fanfar?" he said. "Was he hurt?"
When the physician examined her, he found a blood-red scar on her bosom, which, no doubt, came from a knife stab. On the night of the third day after the rescue, Fanfaro sat at Anselmo's bedside. Bobichel had disappeared since forty-eight hours to make inquiries about Spero.
"Alone?" "I do not know." "Show me the house." "It is easy enough to find." "Show me the way." "No, it was not in the bargain." "Show me the way." Bobichel looked upon this delay as worthy of being celebrated, by lifting Robeccal by the skin of his neck as he would have lifted a cat. These people now took their way to the deserted house.
Bobichel hesitated no longer; he threw himself on his hard couch and in less than five minutes he was fast asleep. As soon as Girdel found himself alone with Fanfaro, he said, in an anxious voice: "Fanfaro, tell me what ails you. I know you too well not to be aware that something extraordinary has happened. Place confidence in me; perhaps I can help you."
Bobichel crawled into every corner, and raised the heavy carpet which covered the floor, to see if there were any secret stairs. Then he got on top of Fanfaro's shoulders and knocked at the ceiling. But all was in vain. Nothing could be discovered. Suddenly Fanfaro's eye rested on a small white spot in the blue, decorated wall.
Gudel looked utterly aghast. Before he could speak, Bobichel appeared. "I beg your pardon, sir," he said to Fanfar, "but knowing that the sick lady was alone, I went for some one." Caillette stepped forward. The girl said in a low voice to Fanfar: "Will you allow me to take care of your mother?" She then turned to Françoise, and kissed her as Cinette would have done.
"It is most ingenious," said Irène, with a smile "and it shall be delivered as you desire." "Ah! you are a brave creature, and if some day you want some one to amuse your children that is, when you have any, you know send for me, and I will be frogs for them all day long!" And with this somewhat startling promise, Bobichel departed. Monsieur de Fongereues was alone in his cabinet.
"She is sleeping like a log," he said; "we must leave her here. Schwan will take care of her." In the meantime Bobichel had tied the bedclothes, opened the window, and fastened the clothes to the window hinges. He then whispered jovially: "Good-evening, ladies and gentlemen," and let himself slide down the improvised rope. Caillette followed the clown, then came Girdel, and finally Fanfaro.
The good peasants were naturally delighted with all this. Iron Jaws, with his hands in his pockets, was marching up and down, giving his orders like a general at the head of an army. Suddenly he called, "Bobichel!" Between two pictures, one of which was a lion devouring a crocodile, appeared the clown's head, grinning from ear to ear.
In the corridor he was stopped by the superintendent of the hospital, who asked him to put his signature under the burial certificate. Albaret signed it standing, got into the carriage which was waiting at the door, and rode rapidly away, while the royal servant, who was no other than Girdel, ran in an opposite direction, and took off his livery in a little house where Bobichel was awaiting him.
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