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"Really?" exclaimed Simon, joyfully, "that would be splendid." "Listen to my plan; the young man must die, but under such circumstances as to have his identity proved, so that Pierre Labarre can be forced to break his silence. You understand me, Simon?" "Perfectly so, my lord; and I can tell you now that I already know the means and way to do the job.
Where is it that I have just seen them? Oh! yes I remember. I was all alone. Cinette's little bed was empty, and then the door opened and Jacques came!" "Is he alive?" cried Labarre. "Yes," answered Caillette. "They knew each other at once." "But where is Francine?" "She has been abducted by the Vicomte de Talizac." "Talizac!" Labarre caught at a chair for support. Françoise heard these words.
This was the position of the marquis's affairs when Simon found Pierre Labarre; the marquis was determined not to return to Paris without first having settled the affair, and as Simon now returned to the room with the host, his master exclaimed: "Are the horses ready?" "No, my lord; the Cure has overflowed in consequence of the heavy rains, and the road from here to Vagney is impassable."
An old man, with head uncovered and long, white hair, stood there. "The Vicomte de Talizac is dead!" whispered one of the servants. The stranger started, and, with a compassionate look, laid his hand on the shoulder of the Marquis, who was kneeling by the body of his son. The Marquis looked up and shrank back, saying: "Pierre Labarre!" It was, indeed, the old servant, sad eyed and hopeless.
The list of his principal plays follows: 'Le Service en campagne, comedy ; La Cicatrice, comedy ; Au Mont Ida, Fronsac a La Bastille, and La Coeur de Paris, all in 1887; La Czarine and Brouille depuis Magenta , and La Bonne Aventure all comedies 1889. Together with Petipa he also wrote a ballet Le Roi d'Yvetot ; music by Charles Labarre.
Years ago you attempted to kill me in the Black Forest; take care you do not arouse my anger again." The vicomte, who had no weapon, recoiled: Simon, however, seized a pocket-pistol from his breast, and mockingly replied: "Oh, two can play at that game!" He pressed his hand to the trigger, but Pierre Labarre put his pistol down, and contemptuously said: "Bah! for the lackey the dog will do.
"You are right," nodded the marquis; and turning to Pierre again he threateningly said: "Listen, Pierre Labarre; I will tell you the object of my visit. It is a question of the honor of the Fougereuse." A sarcastic laugh played about the old man's lips, and half muttering to himself, he repeated: "The honor of the Fougereuse I am really curious to know what I shall hear."
The insolence of Talizac had become proverbial; he had fought several duels from which he had come off unharmed. The approaching fall of this detested family was hailed with delight. It is therefore easy to understand why the Marquis was so eager to find Pierre Labarre. He was interrupted in his reflections by Cyprien, who now returned with the innkeeper.
"I would not refuse," said the peasant, "to lodge any respectable man who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" "There is no room." "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been to Labarre?" "Yes." "Well?" The traveller replied with embarrassment: "I do not know. He did not receive me." "Have you been to What's-his-name's, in the Rue Chaffaut?"
"Ah, I could have thought so; to his death I owe the fact that Pierre Labarre calls me the Marquis of Fougereuse, and that now that no one is living to whom he can give the hidden millions he must necessarily deliver them up to me!" With a mixture of surprise and horror Pierre looked at the man, who could still think of money and money matters in the presence of his dead son.
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