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Updated: September 24, 2025
At this moment Bobichel breathlessly rushed into the room, and Irene uttered a cry of terror when she saw his pale face. "What has happened?" she cried, filled with gloomy forebodings. "O God he is lost!" stammered the clown. "Who is lost?" "Fanfaro." "Speak clearly," cried Girdel, beside himself. "They have brought Fanfaro to the Hotel Dieu," said Bobichel, sobbing.
Nevertheless, the man who looked like a soldier decided that they should be served at one of the side tables. When he said this Girdel looked up, and his features showed that the new-comers were not strangers to him. The man in the brown overcoat laughed mockingly when he perceived that the two strangers chose a table as far away from his as possible.
At first Girdel shook his head doubtingly, but he soon became pensive, and when Caillette finally said Rolla even muttered in her sleep about an important conspiracy and papers, he could no longer doubt. "What shall we do?" he asked, turning to Fanfaro. "Fly," said the young man quickly.
"Since this evening," continued the young man, "I have been thinking of my poor little Louison. I have not been able to tell you yet that a respectable young girl, who earns her living by singing, was forcibly abducted from the Golden Calf this evening." "Impossible! Monsieur Aube is a brave man," exclaimed Girdel, impatiently. "Ah! Aube knows nothing of the matter. He is innocent.
"I will light the gentlemen," continued the voice. "Bobichel, is it you?" cried Fanfaro, joyously. "Certainly, and I ought to know you," was the reply; "really, the master and Fanfaro." "Bobichel," said Girdel, greatly astonished, "is it really you? We thought you were dead!" "Bah! a clown can stand a scratch; but come quickly into my room, it is cold outside."
The knife had done its duty, the rope was cut! Girdel did not fall to the pavement though. At the decisive moment Fanfaro bent far over the roof, and with superhuman strength held on to the rope on which Girdel was, at the same time crying to him: "Attention, the rope is cut, take your teeth." Girdel understood at once, and his mighty jaws held the rope firmly.
A low whistle from the athlete brought the clown directly to him, and Girdel ordered him to slip into the court-house and watch what occurred there. He then accompanied Irene into the damp cellar. Lighting a pocket lantern and holding it aloft, he said: "Follow me, countess; we will soon be there."
I rode from there to Vagney, to get a physician for my foster-father, Girdel, who injured himself, but unfortunately he was not at home, and so I had to return alone. Get up, the road is straight ahead, and the mountains now lie between us and the water."
"What was the name of this village?" interrupted the marquis, hurriedly. "Leigoutte, my lord." The nobleman had almost uttered a cry, but he restrained himself in time, and Girdel did not notice his guest's terrible excitement.
Low moans answered the gruff command, and Irene uttered a cry of terror, for in the cell a human form moved. "Step nearer, mademoiselle," said Girdel, putting on the manners of a circus proprietor; "the wild beast is pretty tame now we have taken out its teeth and chained it." "But I do not understand " stammered Irene. "Who this beast is?
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