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"What ails you?" said Leroy, glancing at his friends with an amazed air "Are you quarrelling?" "Quarrelling!" echoed Max Graub, "Why, no but what man will have his beer upset without complaint? Tell me that!" "You upset it!" said Regor angrily "I did not." "You did!" retorted Graub, "and because I pushed you for it, you showed me a pistol in your pocket! I object to be shown a pistol.
Not I!" protested Graub "But, gentlemen, think a moment! You speak of putting us myself and my friends through an examination! Why should you examine us? We are three poor adventurers what can we have to tell?" "Much, I should imagine!" retorted Zegota "Adventurers are not such without adventures! Your white hairs testify to some experience of life."
The audience was beginning to file out of the hall in orderly groups. "What next?" said Graub; "Shall ye go?" "I suppose so," said Leroy, with a quick sigh, and forcing a smile; "But I should have liked to speak with her " At that moment his shoulder was touched by a man he recognised as Johan Zegota. He gave the sign of the Revolutionary Committee bond, to which Leroy and his comrades responded.
To enrol three new associates is a matter of fifteen minutes; the rest of our time has been wasted!" "Do not say so, Madame!" interposed Max Graub, "You have three new friends three new 'sons of your blood, as you so poetically call them, though, truly, I for one am more fit to be your grandfather!
"Was there ever such a drama as this?" muttered Graub, "He may lose his life at any moment!" "If he does," responded Regor, "It will not be our fault. We do our best to guard him from the consequence of one folly, and he straightway runs into another! There is no help for it; we have sworn to obey him, and we must keep our oath!"
"Sit down, Graub!" interrupted Pasquin Leroy suddenly; "I know the King's ways well enough, and I can swear upon my honour that he deserves the worst that can be done to him!"
"I have no doubt at all of that," said Graub. "One cannot forget that the Bastille was taken while the poor King Louis XVI. was enjoying a supper-party and 'a little orange-flower-water refreshment' at Versailles!" Leroy made an imperative sign of silence, for there was a faint stir and subdued hum of expectation in the crowd.
Vain were their alarmed looks of remonstrance; and in another moment all the party had separated, and only Max Graub and Axel Regor remained on the pavement outside the tavern, disconsolately watching two figures disappearing in the semi-shadowed moonlight Pasquin Leroy and Lotys walking closely side by side.
"Ach Gott!" exclaimed Max Graub, as he dipped the pen anew into the vital fluid from a woman's veins "I write my name, Madame, in words of life, thanks to your condescension!" "True!" she answered, "And only by your own falsehood can you change them into words of death!" Signing his name 'Max Graub, he looked up and met her searching gaze.
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