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Montferrand and Velletri listened attentively, and when she had ended they both asked her in the most polite way imaginable to sing another song. Louison did not wait to be coaxed; she began a simple ballad and sang it with melting sweetness. Suddenly she uttered a loud scream and let her guitar fall. Frederic de Talizac stood before her.
Talizac uttered an exclamation, but Monsieur de Montferrand, suspecting what was going on, stepped forward. "Arthur," he said sternly, "apologize to the Vicomte for your rash words, or leave this house!" Arthur looked reproachfully at his father, and moved toward the door. At the same moment a great tumult was heard in the hall. "What can it be?" said De Fongereues, nervously.
On their return to Bordeaux an insurrection was organized; and Peter de Montferrand, Sire de Lesparre, repaired to London and proposed to the English government to resume possession of Guyenne.
Fongereues laughed hysterically. "Nonsense! My son has fought no duel," he said. "Yes with Arthur de Montferrand, whose sword pierced his heart!" Fongereues tore the cloth from the bier. Yes, it was the Vicomte de Talizac. The wretched father tried to speak. Every muscle in his face quivered. The servants fell back, shocked by all this agony. "Tell me all!" he said at last.
"These officers are in pursuit of men who have sworn eternal war against oppression and corruption who detest a despotic monarchy and demand a free and honest republic!" "Do you speak of yourself?" asked Montferrand, quickly. Aubé opened his eyes wide. Certainly, this was a most extraordinary evening! "You are lost!" cried Montferrand. "Not yet!" answered Fanfar.
Montferrand raised her hands to his lips once more, and took his leave. Instantly Fongereues turned to his wife. "Is this true?" he asked. She shrugged her shoulders disdainfully, and left the room in silence. She went to her son's chamber. "It is all settled," she said to him.
Montferrand had come to the street-singer's rescue. The vicomte roared like a wild bull, and, seizing a knife from the table, rushed upon Arthur. The two men struggled with one another. The table fell over; and while Louison unsuccessfully tried to separate the combatants, Velletri looked coolly at the fray. "Help! murder!" cried Louison in desperation. She did not think of escape.
"Monsieur Aube, they seek conspirators, heroes of freedom and justice," said Fanfaro earnestly. "How so? What do you mean?" asked Aube, opening wide his eyes and looking at the young man. "I am one of the men the police are looking for," exclaimed Fanfaro coolly. "You!" exclaimed Montferrand in terror, "then you are lost." "Not yet," laughed Fanfaro.
"And why not?" asked Talizac. Fernando wished to oppose this idea, which might disarrange his carefully prepared plans, but the champagne had by this time affected the Vicomte. "I say," he persisted, angrily, "I do not see any objection. I for one should like to hear the girl sing up here before the adventure." "The adventure?" repeated Montferrand.
"I have sent out a large number of invitations for this evening, and as soon as the officer of His Majesty's household hands to my son the commission which he has won by his merits and the badge of the Legion of Honor, Monsieur de Fongereues will officially announce the marriage of his son to Mademoiselle Salves. I rely on your aid, Monsieur de Montferrand." "Ah!
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