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"Ah! you know her?" said the innkeeper. "She is very strange." "What did she say to you?" "She asked for bread, and ate it without a word. Then, just as she saw you, she asked me where some village was. I never heard the name before." The old woman now came to meet Caillette. "Leigoutte!" she said. "Leigoutte!" "Leigoutte!" repeated Caillette, "that is Fanfar's village."
"To all who love Fanfar: "Repair at once to Havre. Go to the cottage of the fisherman Pierre. Wait! Hope!" Similar instructions had been sent to Arthur, but to the questions addressed to him by these four ladies, he could only say that he knew no more than they. "We must wait," he said. "But Gudel?" asked Caillette. "Where is he?"
Rolla, the Cannon Queen, would catch cannon balls shot from a gun, and do other tricks; at the same time the bill said she would eat pigeons alive, and with their feathers on. Caillette, the "daughter of the air," as she was called, would send the spectators into ecstasies by her performance on the tight rope, and sing songs.
The boches pounded us from Douaumont and from the village of Vaux. They sent wave after wave up the slope to drive us out. But we stuck to it. That ravine of La Caillette was a boiling caldron of men. It bubbled over with smoke and fire. Once, when their second wave had broken just in front of us, we went out to hurry the fragments down the hill.
Half laughing she looked about, and met the surprised, half frightened eyes of Caillette. This was not the first time that the young girl had surprised her in this degraded condition but this time she was more than ever shocked, and shuddered perceptibly. All at once, the giantess seemed to recognize in Caillette an enemy.
Her father had not overpraised his daughter: the tender, rosy face of the young girl had wonderfully refined features; deep blue soulful eyes lay half hidden under long, dark eyelashes, and gold-blond locks fell over her white neck. Caillette appeared to be enjoying herself, for her silvery laugh sounded continually, while she was conversing with Bobichel.
"That is precisely what I mean!" answered Bobichel, forgetting all caution. La Roulante rushed at him. Caillette threw herself between them, and Schwann dragged her back. La Roulante caught Caillette by the arm and swung her off, then the girl picked herself up and ran to Gudel's bed. "Help! father!" she cried, "help!" The girl's voice seemed to produce a magical effect.
"I don't know about that," interposed Gudel, quickly. "I think a private box could be quickly made with a few boards " "Only I refuse to make it," said Fanfar. "You refuse?" Irène started. Caillette smiled and blushed. "And may I know why?" asked the stranger, with a disdainful smile. "Why does " She hesitated for the name. Fanfar supplied it.
"I will take Caillette on my horse and you two, Fanfaro and Bobichel, mount the second animal." "No, master, that won't do," remarked the clown, "you alone are almost too heavy for a horse; Fanfaro must take Caillette upon his and I shall go on foot. Do not say otherwise. My limbs can stand a great deal, and I won't lose sight of you. Where are we going?"
"Thank God, here comes Fanfaro!" exclaimed Bobichel and Caillette, simultaneously, and they both rushed to the door. Who can describe their astonishment when they saw the marquis, dripping with water and half frozen, get down from the horse and enter the room? "Where is Fanfaro?" asked Bobichel, anxiously.
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