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I can't see why, if sailors board from one vessel to another, we couldn't board a diligence from a post-chaise. We want novelty; shall we try it, Adler?" "I ask nothing better," replied the latter, "but what will we do with the postilion?" "That's true," replied Montbar. "The difficulty is foreseen, my children," said the courier; "a messenger has been sent to Troyes.
Consequently Montbar distinctly heard the waiter announce Colonel Saint-Maurice, then the resounding steps of the latter in the corridor, and the exclamations of the two friends, delighted to meet again. On the other hand, Roland, who had been for a moment disturbed by the noise in the adjoining room, forgot it as soon as it had ceased, and there was no danger of its being renewed.
"And now," said Montbar, "let us die, but dearly!" And he sprang forward into the space illuminated by the fire, and discharged one barrel of his gun at the dragoons, who replied with a volley. It would be impossible to relate all that followed. The grotto was filled with smoke, which the flame of each weapon pierced like a flash of lightning.
It rose for about five hundred paces with an easy but winding slope. Coming to an opening, Montbar stopped and gave, three times, the same owl's cry with which he had called Morgan. A single hoot answered him; then a man slid down from the branches of a bushy oak. It was the sentinel who guarded the entrance to the grotto, which was not more than thirty feet from the oak.
His three companions, Montbar, Adler and d'Assas, were there already. With them was a young man in the government livery of a bearer of despatches, namely a green and gold coat. His boots were dusty, and he wore a visored cap and carried the despatch-box, the essential accoutrements of a cabinet courier.
He was obeyed with an alacrity that showed that every one appreciated the danger. The little company drew together in the darkness. Montbar, who knew the windings of the subterranean passage almost as well as Morgan, directed the troop, and, followed by his companions, he plunged into the heart of the quarry.
"All right, all right, I'm coming," answered the conductor; then, looking around him: "Why, where are the travellers?" he asked. "Here," replied the two officers from the interior and the agent from the coupe. "Is the door properly closed?" persisted Pere Francois. "I'll answer for that," said Montbar.
"You are a wizard, Peter," he said, "for finding a way out of a dilemma. If we can get this treasure, and either share it with Montbar, or give it all to him should it not prove considerable, our debt will be paid, so that we may continue our voyage whithersoever our fancy leads us, but, with the price of the ship on my conscience, I could never regard myself as a free man. Montbar knows this.
Amelie went directly to him, and, as if the love she felt for him were sanctified by the nearness of death, she gave no heed to the presence of his friends, but pressed her lips to his, murmuring: "Awake, my Charles, it is I, Amelie. I have come to keep my promise." Morgan gave a cry of joy and clasped her in his arms. "Monsieur Courtois," said Montbar, "you are a worthy man.
Imagine Damon and Pythias, Euryalus and Nisus, Orestes and Pylades at twenty-two one joyous, loquacious, noisy, the other melancholy, silent, dreamy; sharing all things, dangers, money, mistresses; one the complement of the other; each rushing to all extremes, but forgetting self when in peril to watch over the other, like the Spartan youths on the sacred legions and you will form an idea of Montbar and Adler.
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