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Mrs Wititterly's answer was lost in the noise of a tremendous rapping at the street-door, and before it had ceased to vibrate, there drove up a handsome cabriolet, out of which leaped Sir Mulberry Hawk and his friend Lord Verisopht. 'They are here now, said Kate, rising and hurrying away.
In it, beside the coachman, sat a young man, and in front of the young man lay a rather bulky hand-bag. The bag displayed to passers-by the following name inscribed in large black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. This name caused Laigle to change his attitude. He drew himself up and hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:
"Why did you enter that room?" said the assistant prosecutor, impulsively. "To wait for a cabriolet." "Was not Kartinkin in the room with the prisoner?" "He also came in." "Why did he come in?" "There was the merchant's feen-champagne left, and we drank it together." "Oh, drank together. Very well."
She had, however, just power to give one parting look to her grandfather, who in losing her seemed to be resigning his very soul. D'Avrigny followed the invalid, wrote a prescription, ordered Villefort to take a cabriolet, go in person to a chemist's to get the prescribed medicine, bring it himself, and wait for him in his daughter's room.
According to what Theresa has since told me of the officers of justice, the hour of their arrival and their manner of behavior, I have no doubt, that they were the persons I met, especially as the order to arrest me, instead of being made out at seven o'clock, as I had been told it would, had not been given till noon. I had to go through Paris. A person in a cabriolet is not much concealed.
Did it not speak of an entanglement that once existed; an affair in which his heart had never been enlisted, but where family considerations and parental wishes had conspired to bring about a temporary "understanding"? The cabriolet is bouncing about on the cobblestones of the old-fashioned street, and the doctor is thankful for the physical jar.
He thought that he beheld the hand which had relaxed its grasp reappear in the darkness behind him, ready to seize him once more. He answered: "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." And he hastened to add: "But there is none in the place." "Certainly there is," said the old woman. "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. "At my house," replied the old woman.
And a third time Lord Spendquick shook his head, and a third time that head seemed to him wondrous empty. Buy Frank had arrived in Curzon Street, leaped from the cabriolet, knocked at the door, which was opened by a strange-looking man in a buff waistcoat and corduroy smalls. Frank gave a glance at this personage, pushed him aside, and rushed upstairs.
He was conscious of a torrent of people rushing quickly by looking up, could discern the cabriolet whirled along the foot-pavement with frightful rapidity then heard a loud cry, the smashing of some heavy body, and the breaking of glass and then the crowd closed in in the distance, and he could see or hear no more.
A dim mist of dust is rising from the highroad close to the stream, and a quaint old Maryland cabriolet, drawn by a venerable gray horse, is slowly coming around the bend. The soldiers grouped about the gateway, back at the farmhouse, turn and look curiously towards the hollow-sounding hoof-beats, but neither the colonel nor his junior officer seems to notice them.
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