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The friends, after Fanfar's body was removed, decided on reflection that Cyprien was the sole person who could aid them. At first he refused to give them the smallest information, but finally he was made to speak. They went to the Hôtel de Fongereues, but the sad party had left for Alsace. Two leagues away they were overtaken however. Labarre was told the whole truth.
And the invalid took Fanfar's head in her trembling hands, and kissed him tenderly. "And Bobichel! you here, too!" cried Caillette, overjoyed. Irène went to Fanfar's side. "I have come," she said, quietly. Without leaving his mother he took the girl's fair hand and pressed it to his lips. Arthur began to question Gudel, and from him learned the whole truth.
Bobichel married Caillette, whom he adored as much as he adored Fanfar. Françoise and Labarre neither of them lived long. Cyprien continued to act as spy for the French government. And La Roulante was assassinated in a drunken frolic. This was the story of Fanfar, which we have completed, for Fanfar's modesty was too great to allow him to say what we have said for him.
The phantom that is to say, Madame Danglars, the poor, insane creature had escaped from Fanfar's house by the door which Sanselme left open, and having found her son thus strangely, lavished on him tender words, which in the ear of the dastard were like curses. Thus they reached the shore, and it was not until Benedetto saw the Seine once more before him that he realized what he was doing.
Little Caillette was very gay, and it was with a pretty, childish laugh that she swung herself to the ground, where in two minutes her father and Fanfar also stood. The two horses, all saddled, stood ready. "You have the papers, Fanfar?" asked Gudel, in a whisper. "Yes I have them." "Then let us start at once." Caillette, without the smallest hesitation, sprang on Fanfar's horse.
Then there was Caillette, the rope-dancer, who charmed the world with her voice, as well as with her aerial lightness. And lastly, in letters of the same length as those which Gudel used for himself, came Fanfar's name. "He knows everything. He can do everything!" And finally, there was a representation of a human pyramid, at the top of which was Caillette, all smiles, and a flower in her hand.
Fanfar's companion, the man of whom Fanfar had made, it was said, a tool, excited neither admiration nor sympathy. Fanfar looked at him once and turned away in disgust. It is now the proper time to say that this man, whom Cyprien had chosen to play the part of regicide, was none other than Fanfar's former enemy, Robeccal himself, who had been found in the closet and liberated by Cyprien.
Fanfar was an artist, his playing was wonderful. The music became faster and faster, and Caillette's little feet seemed hardly to touch the rope, they twinkled like stars, while Fanfar's bow looked only like a silver thread. He dropped the violin, and Caillette leaped into his arms. As she touched the ground, she threw at Irène a glance of laughing triumph. Then came Robeccal's turn.
"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."
Yes, Fanfar's mother, whom she had promised to guard, had vanished. She ran into the next room. No one was there, and the door was open. Caillette ran to the concierge. "Where is she?" she cried. "Do you mean the old woman? Oh! she went away before light." "Impossible! She cannot walk." "I was astonished myself, but my wife said to me, who is that coming down stairs?
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