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Updated: June 2, 2025
"It will make people forget Fario's cart," said Goddet. Fario did not need that speech to confirm his suspicions; besides, his mind was already made up. After three weeks' stay in Issoudun, Agathe was convinced, and so was Madame Hochon, of the truth of the old miser's observation, that it would take years to destroy the influence which Max and the Rabouilleuse had acquired over her brother.
In five minutes Max was dressed and in the street, and though he sauntered along with apparent indifference, he soon reached the foot of the tower embankment, where he found quite a collection of people. "What is it?" asked Max, making his way through the crowd and reaching the Spaniard. Fario was a withered little man, as ugly as though he were a blue-blooded grandee.
"I left it just there " "If the horse was harnessed to it, hasn't he drawn it somewhere." "Here's the horse," said Fario, pointing to the animal, which stood harnessed thirty feet away. Max went gravely up to the place where the horse stood, because from there the bottom of the tower at the top of the embankment could be seen, the crowd being at the foot of the mound.
The pouting of a fine lady is the same thing as the violence of a Rabouilleuse. At all levels, bitter sayings, ironical jests, cold contempt, hypocritical complaints, false quarrels, win as much success as the low outbursts of this Madame Everard of Issoudun. Max began to relate, with much humor, the tale of Fario and his barrow, which made the old man laugh.
Just as Max turned the corner of the rue l'Avenier into the Grande rue, Fario, who stood ambushed in a recess, struck a knife at his heart, drew out the blade, and escaped by the moat towards Vilatte, wiping the blade of his knife on his handkerchief.
When his two comrades reached him, Max had fainted. It was necessary to rouse Monsieur Goddet, the surgeon. Max had recognized Fario; but when he came to his senses, with several persons about him, and felt that his wound was not mortal, it suddenly occurred to him to make capital out of the attack, and he said, in a faint voice, "I think I recognized that cursed painter!"
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