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"The gentleman is served," said the waiter, looking through the door which led from the kitchen to the common room. Montbar nodded and accepted the invitation. He entered the common room just as Roland came into the kitchen. The dinner was on the table. Montbar changed his plate and sat down with his back to the door. The precaution was useless.
On the contrary, it was a blooded horse, so that Montbar easily overtook the two riders, and passed them on the road between the woods of Monnet and Polliat. The horse, except for a short stop at Saint-Cyr-sur-Menthon, did the twenty-eight or thirty miles between Bourg and Macon, without resting, in three hours.
I don't know Hastier; and you, gentlemen," continued the young man, addressing Montbar, Adler and d'Assas, "do you know him?" "No," replied the three young men, "and we ask pardon for Morgan, who did wrong." "My dear Lecoq," exclaimed Morgan. "That's right," interrupted Hastier. "I answer to that name! Well, what did you want to tell me?"
"Our retreat is cut off, my friends," cried Montbar. "To the right-about! If we have a chance, it is through the forest." The movement was executed with the precision of a military manoeuvre. Montbar, again at the head of his companions, retraced his steps. At that moment the gendarmes fired again. But no one replied. Those who had discharged their guns reloaded them.
Montbar drove as if he had never done anything else in his life; as he crossed the town the windows rattled and the houses shook; never did real postilion crack his whip with greater science. As he left Macon he saw a little troop of horse; they were the twelve chasseurs told off to follow the coach without seeming to escort it.
Frenchmen and Englishmen, Huguenot and Dutch Calvinists, Willis, Warner, Montbar the Exterminator, Levasseur, Lolonois, Henry Morgan, Coxon and Sharp, Bartholomew the Portuguese, Rock the Dutchman, were representative men. They gave a villanous expression, and an edge which avarice whetted, to the religious patriotism of their countrymen.
He is a fine beast, and I love him better than I do certain Christians, word of honor!" The landlord gave his orders. Montbar stood before the fire, his coat-tails drawn aside, warming his calves. "So you still keep to the posting business?" he said to the landlord, as if desirous of keeping up the conversation. "I should think so!" "Then you relay the diligences?"
Her Spanish blood burned to repay the insults and indignities which Montbar had heaped upon her, and she looked forward with pleasure to the tortures which she promised herself she would inflict upon Montbar when once she held him in her power.
If he goes like that," cried Roland, thrusting his head through the window, "the escort can't keep up." "You hear what he says!" shrieked the conductor. "No," replied Montbar, "I don't." "Well, he says that if you keep this up the escort can't follow." "Is there an escort?" asked Montbar. "Of course; we're carrying government money." "That's different; you ought to have said so at first."
Of the two hundred and forty Spaniards marooned by Captain Montbar but thirty now survived, the rest having perished miserably from starvation and exposure, when their bodies had been cast from the cliffs into the sea.
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