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"I follow you, sir. Come, my children." "Anastasia," whispered M. Pipelet, who was behind with his wife, "when I think that if the infernal conduct of M. Cabrion had lasted, your Alfred would have become mad, and, as such, would have been confined among these unfortunates whom we are going to see, clothed in costumes the most singular, chained by the middle of their bodies, or shut up in cages like the wild beasts of the Garden of Plants!"
"Poor Alfred has got the cramp; that makes him " "But what is this sign, then, of which you speak?" "Perhaps our neighbor " "No, no; I tell you it is a little sign nailed over your door." "Come, you want to joke." "Not at all; I saw it as I came in. There is written on it in large letters, 'Pipelet and Cabrion, Dealers in Friendship, etc. Apply within."
Cabrion profited by my stupor to replace my hat on my head: then, with a blow on the crown, bonneted me as you saw. The last outrage quite overpowered me the measure was full; everything about me turned round, and I fainted at the moment when I saw him, from under the rim of my hat, leave the room as quietly and slowly as he had entered."
How! my most inveterate enemy shall find means by proceeding fraudulently to force me to have his portrait in my house, even on my nuptial bed, and the magistrates will not take me under the aegis? Give me the portrait, Anastasia give it to me not the side where the painting is, the sight revolts me! The traitor cannot deny it; it is in his hand; Cabrion to his good friend Pipelet, for life.
"And just at the moment the diligence started, Cabrion perceived me, recognized me, turned round, and cried, 'I go forever yours for life! Happily, the trumpet of the conductor almost drowned these last words and the indecent familiarity of his address, which I despise; for, at last, Heaven be praised, he is gone."
Here was I sitting quietly before the table, thinking of an alteration that I wished to make in this boot confided to me, when I heard a noise, a rustling at the window of my lodge was it a presentiment a warning from above? My heart beat; I raised my head, and through the window I saw saw " "Cabrion!" cried Anastasia, clasping her hands. "Cabrion!" replied Pipelet, in a hollow tone.
Then the key turned in the lock; the door opened, and Cabrion entered!" "He entered? what effrontery!" said Mrs. Pipelet, as much astonished as her husband at such audacity. "Cabrion advanced slowly, his looks fixed on me, as a serpent glares on the bird, like a phantom on, on, chilling, lowering!" "I'm goose-flesh all over!" groaned Anastasia.
"I would sooner lay my head upon the scaffold than admit that, in the mere intention of a stupid pleasantry, Cabrion could be so obstinately exasperated against me; a farce is only played for the gallery.
In one hand he held the sign, which announced to the public that he would "deal in friendship" with Cabrion; and in the other, the portrait of the infernal painter. The despair of Alfred was so overwhelming that his chin rested on his breast, and nothing could be seen but the top of his hat.
Rudolph wished to spare Rigolette the sad spectacle of the arrest of Louise. "Officer," said Mrs. Pipelet, "since my prince of lodgers accompanies you, I can go and find Alfred. He alarms me: he has hardly recovered from his attack of Cabrion." "Go go!" said the magistrate; who remained alone with Rudolph.
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