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In the meantime Girdel continued to converse with the two gentlemen; Schwan went here and there, and Fanfaro, Caillette and Bobichel were waiting for the athlete's orders for the evening performance. "How goes it?" asked the carman, now softly. "Good," replied Girdel, in the same tone. "The peasants are prepared?" "Yes. The seed is ripe. They are only waiting for the order to begin to sow.
"Oh, it was not serious," said the athlete. "Monsieur Girdel," continued the nobleman, "about one hour ago I was in peril of my life, and one of your men rescued me at the risk of his." "You don't say so? How did it happen?" cried Girdel. "I was in danger of drowning in the Cure; a young man seized me from out of the turbulent waters and carried me in his arms to a place of safety."
"H'm that would be difficult," said Girdel, looking about. "Of course I shall pay extra for the seats," continued the young lady. "We have only one price for the front rows," said Firejaws, simply; "they cost twenty sous and the rear seats ten sous." The governess sighed sorrowfully; Irene took an elegant purse from her pocket and pressed it in Girdel's hand.
With the help of the policemen, several dozen men were hustled out of the room, while the man who had uttered the cry was let alone. It was Girdel, who wore the dress of a lackey and consequently aroused no suspicion. Irene de Salves was also one of the spectators. Her sparkling eyes were directed at Fanfaro, and whenever he spoke, a look of pride shone in them.
"Well, that isn't such a misfortune," said the athlete, breathing more freely. "You need not have frightened us." "But the worst is to come they want to hold an autopsy over him to find out the cause of death." "Merciful God! that must not be," cried Irene, wringing her hands. "We must run to the hospital and tell all." "Who is the physician that is going to undertake the autopsy?" asked Girdel.
The woman's look displeased me. Does she treat Caillette badly?" "She dare not touch a hair of the child's head," hissed the giant, "or " "Do not get angry; but tell me rather whether Bobichel is still with you?" "Of course." "And Robeckal?" "His time is about up." "That would be no harm; and the little one?" "The little one?" laughed Girdel. "Well, he is about six feet." "You do not say so!
Louise, too, had heard the name, and raising herself with difficulty, she whispered: "Talizac? He must know it! Jacques the box, O God! where is the box?" How did these two women get to Leigoutte? When Fanfaro went to search for Louison, his mother had remained behind under the protection of Caillette. The day passed, night came, but neither Fanfaro, Girdel nor Bobichel returned.
"Let it be in yours; we can wait until the others sleep; let your door remain open, Girdel." "I will not fail to do so." "Then it is settled; keep mum. No one must know of our presence here." "Not even Fanfaro?" "No, not for any price." "But you do not distrust him? He is a splendid fellow " "So much the better for him; nevertheless, he must not know anything.
The policemen went to the upper story, which had been pointed out to them by the landlord as the residence of Girdel and Fanfaro. "Open, in the name of the law!" thundered a voice, which shook the house; and then followed, hardly less loud, the angry exclamation: "By Jupiter, the nest is empty; the birds have flown!"
Irene de Salves had hurried toward Girdel, she wished to ask him a question; but when she finally reached the place where she had seen the athlete he had disappeared. All attempts at recovery remained fruitless, and Fanfaro was carried off. Robeckal, too, was almost dead from fright. The sentence came upon him like a stroke of lightning.
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