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Updated: June 5, 2025
"It is true enough, the golden gnat prevented his throat from being cut," cried the prisoners, transported with joy. "Hooray for the golden gnat!" cried Blue Cap. "Yes, long live the golden gnat!" repeated several voices. "Bravo, Pique-Vinaigre and his stories!" said another. "Stop, then," resumed the patterer, "here's the finest and most terrible part of the story that I had promised you.
A murmur of indignation and horror circulated among the prisoners, and interrupted for a moment Pique-Vinaigre, who resumed: "At sight of the razor the child began to cry, 'Pardon! master, pardon! do not kill me! "'Golden gnat! golden gnat! help! cried poor Gringalet, almost delirious, recalling to his mind his dream; 'here is the spider going to kill me!
"Poor babby, I think I see him," said the prisoner in the blue cap; "there are so many like him on the streets of Paris, little starved-to-deaths." "They ought to begin to learn that trade young," replied Pique-Vinaigre, bitterly; "so that they can become used to it." "Come, go on then, make haste," said Skeleton, gruffly; "the keeper is impatient, his soup is growing cold."
The general attention was divided between the executioner, the victim, and the patterer, who was about innocently to deprive Germain of the only succor which he had to depend upon; for it was almost certain that the keeper, seeing the prisoners attentive to the story of Pique-Vinaigre, would believe his presence useless, and profit by this moment of calm to go and take his repast.
"Oh! respectable warder, you are going away at the finest moment," said Pique-Yinaigre, with an air of reproach. Except for the Cripple, who prevented his movement by seizing his arm, Skeleton would have sprung upon Pique-Vinaigre. "How at the finest moment?" answered the keeper, turning.
"The little golden gnat forever!" "Bravo, Gringalet!" "Hooray, Gargousse!" cried the prisoners with enthusiasm. "Well, my friends!" cried Pique-Vinaigre, enchanted at the success of his story, "what you have just cried, all Little Poland cried an hour later." "How is that how?" "I told you that, to do this bloody deed quite at his ease, Cut-in-half had locked his door on the inside.
The idea struck me at the time that I might be of some use to you, since you are a fringe-maker. If, indeed, what I have proposed suits you, here is my address; give me yours, so that when I shall have a little order to give you I shall know where to find you." And Rigolette gave one of her cards to the sister of Pique-Vinaigre.
"You are always joking." "Oh! this time, no!" cried Pique-Vinaigre, with indignation; "for it is infamous that the law should be too dear for poor folks. For look at you, good and worthy mother of a family, working with all your might to bring up your children honestly.
Twenty sous, ladies and gents, to hear the famous Pique-Vinaigre, who has had the honor to perform before the most renowned robbers, before the most famous rogues, of France and Navarre, and who is immediately expected at Brest and at Toulon, where he goes by order of the government. Twenty sous! A mere nothing, gents." "Come, you shall have twenty sous when you have told your story." "After?
"I give two sous!" said Skeleton; and he threw his penny toward Pique-Vinaigre. "Shall the gang be stingy for such an entertainment?" he added, looking at his accomplices with a significant air. Several sous were thrown, from one side and the other, to the great joy of Pique-Vinaigre, who thought of his sister as he made his collection.
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