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"That's true!" said Germain, more assured; "but since you felt so much interest for me, why did you not speak to me on entering the prison?" "I knew at once the plot which was formed against you; I could have exposed it before Pique-Vinaigre had commenced his story: but to denounce even such ruffians does not go down with me.
As to Cut-'em-in-half, I am going to show him up; he had skin the color of a bootlining, hair as red as the hide of his ape, green eyes, and what makes me think with the old women that he was a magician, is, that he had a black tongue." "Black tongue?" said Barbillon. "Black as ink!" answered Pique-Vinaigre. "And how is that?"
Is he not a trump?" said the robber, with admiration; then he resumed aloud, "Shall Pique-Vinaigre be informed that by the assistance of his story we mean to stuff the keeper and finish the traitor?" "No; Pique-Vinaigre has too much milk in his composition, and is too great a coward; if he knew it he would not tell his story; the blow struck, he will bear his part." The dinner-bell rang.
I'll set down seventeen and carry naught." For fear the keeper should find a new reason for remaining in order to prevent a possible quarrel, Skeleton answered calmly: "That is not the question. I have the ruling of the hall, and I must be obeyed; is it not so, keeper?" "It is true," said the officer. "Do not interrupt. And you, Pique-Vinaigre, go on; but make haste, my boy."
Among the women who did not sleep, and who had witnessed this mute scene, were three persons whose names have already been mentioned in the course of this history: Mademoiselle de Fermont, daughter of the unhappy widow ruined by the cupidity of Jacques Ferrand; La Lorraine, a poor washer-woman, to whom Fleur-de-Marie had formerly given what money she had left; and Jeanne Duport, sister of Pique-Vinaigre, the patterer of La Force.
"Just so, my crummy mate; no one will come of his own accord to be caged; but once there, one must enjoy himself." "You are in luck, for Pique-Vinaigre is here." "He also? an old Melun chum! famous, famous, he will help us pass the time with his stories, and customers will not be wanting, for I announce some recruits." "Who then?"
"A moment," said Cardillac; "the bailiff always comes lounging here at dinner-time. If he should enter the hall to listen to Pique-Vinaigre, and should see us fixing Germain, he is likely to sing out for help; he is not fly; look out." "That is true," said the Skeleton. "A bailiff here!" cried Frank, the victim of Boulard, with astonishment. "And what is his name?" "Boulard," said Cardillac.
Come, be reasonable, Jeanne; must I console you?" Jeanne wiped away her tears, and sighed. "But to return to my affair," said Pique-Vinaigre; "I arrived near Auteuil in the dusk of the evening. I could go no further; I did not wish to enter Paris but at night; I seated myself behind a hedge to repose and reflect upon my plans.
Pique-Vinaigre continued: "Cut-in-half, who feared the Alderman as he did fire, had grumblingly loosened the child from the chain; when that was done, the Alderman threw Gargousse into the air, received him on the end of a most magnificent kick, and sent him sprawling ten feet off.
And Pique-Vinaigre cast a merry glance at his rags. "I had not a sou; I could at any moment be arrested as a vagabond. Faith, an opportunity offered, the devil tempted me, and, in spite of my cowardice " "Enough, my brother, enough," said his sister, fearing that the warder, although at this moment some distance off, might hear the dangerous confession.
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