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"She is our Providence!" said Martial, struck with the beauty of La Goualeuse. "What an angelic face! Oh, she will live! will she not, doctor?" "I don't know," answered the physician; "but, in the first place, she ought to remain here. Can she have the necessary attentions?" "Here!" cried La Louve. "Why, they murder here!" "Hush, hush!" said Martial.
"Yes; from this day I must be to them a father you comprehend. This gives me duties to perform, and tames me. I am obliged to take charge of them. They wished to make finished thieves of them; to save them, I shall take them away." "Where?" "I don't know; but certainly far from Paris." "And me?" "You? I will take you also." "Take me also?" cried La Louve, in a joyous delirium.
I have you!" cried La Louve, receiving Martial in her arms with joy and savage energy; then sustaining him, almost carrying him, she led him to a seat placed in the corridor. During some moments Martial remained weak and feeble, endeavoring to recover from this violent shock, which had exhausted his failing strength.
Thus, La Louve had not seen the embarkation of La Goualeusea, and the Martial family, of course, could not see her as she ran along the shore on the opposite side. We recall to the reader that the country-house belonging to Doctor Griffon, where the Count de Saint Remy temporarily dwelt, was built on the hillside, near the shore where La Louve was wandering, half-distracted.
"How?" "Yes, in listening to these fairy tales, I said to her, 'What a pity that these castles in the air, La Goualeuse, are not the truth! Do you know what she answered, Martial?" said La Louve, her eyes sparkling with joy. "No."
To hear the wind whistle at night in the forest, and from time to time the wolves howl, far off far off; I would not find it tiresome, not I, if I am alongside of a good fire, with my man and my brats; or even all alone with my children, while he is gone to make his rounds. Oh! a gun doesn't frighten me. If I had my children to defend, I'd be good then. La Louve would take good care of her cubs!"
Set at liberty by La Louve, the brother and sister rushed precipitately from the cellar, crying, "Oh, La Louve, save brother Martial! they wish to kill him; two days he has been walled up in his room." "They have not wounded him?" "No, no; we believe not." "I arrive in time!" cried La Louve, rushing to the staircase: then suddenly stopping, she said, "And La Goualeuse! whom I forgot.
Yes, if my words move you, La Louve, if my tears cause your tears to flow, it is his mind, his thoughts inspire me! if I speak to you of a future more happy, which you will obtain by repentance, it is because I can promise you this future in his name, although he is now ignorant of the engagement I make.
To grasp with one hand the poles, and with the other to seize hold of the girl by her dress, such was the movement of La Louve, as rapid as thought. Then she drew her so violently toward her and within the stakes, that, for a moment, she disappeared under the water, which was of no great depth at this place. "Courage, courage!" cried M. de Saint Remy to her, as a witness, as well as Dr.
"What will you have? water, vinegar?" "No, no," cried Martial, less and less oppressed. "Air! oh, some air! nothing but air!" La Louve, at the risk of cutting her hand, broke the glass of a window which she could not open without moving a heavy table. "Now I breathe! I breathe! my head is relieved," said Martial, coming quite to himself.
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