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Pique-Vinaigre continued: "When one reflects that Gringalet had had all the trouble in the world to become accustomed to his turtle, and that the most courageous of his comrades trembled at the name alone of Gargousse, let him imagine his terror when he saw himself carried by his master near to this fiend of an ape.
If they cut their throats, it is again gratis always gratis. Ta-a-a-ake your tickets!" added Pique-Vinaigre, imitating a mountebank; "it is not ten sous, two sous, one you, a centime that it will cost you.
Confined but for a few days at La Force, already Pique-Vinaigre filled, to the general satisfaction of his prison companions, the post of story-teller.
"That is true, my girl," said Pique-Vinaigre, with bitter irony; "work, break your back to fix up your room a little; as soon as you get something, your husband will rob you again, and some fine day he will sell your daughter as he has sold your clothes." "Oh! before that he must kill me! my poor Catherine!" "He will not kill you, and he will sell your poor Catherine.
"Ah," said the keeper, making a step toward the door; "now Gringalet is saved, I'll go to eat my soup." "Saved?" cried Pique-Vinaigre, "oh yes, saved! but not yet at the end of his troubles, poor Gringalet." "Really?" said several of the prisoners, with interest. "But what is going to happen to him now?" asked the keeper, drawing near. "Remain, and you shall know," answered the patterer.
When he placed his hands on a table, he seemed to use a just metaphor of Pique-Vinaigre to play a game of cockles. After having passed fifteen years of his life at the galleys for robbery and attempt at murder, he had broken his ticket-of leave, and had been taken in the act of murder and robbery.
"I also; and, as I have the same complaint, as this woman had, who is just dead, I could not prevent myself from saying, 'Here is another whose sufferings are ended; she is very happy!" "Yes, as I told you, if she had no children." "You have children, then?" "Three," said the sister of Pique-Vinaigre, with a sigh, "And you?" "I had a little girl, but I did not keep her long.
"Agreed, agreed!" cried the story-teller. "That is one condition; but there is another, and without both I tell no stories." "Come, what is your other condition?" "It is, that the honorable society which is poisoned with capitalists," said Pique-Vinaigre, assuming his mountebank twang, "will make for me the trifle of a contribution of twenty sous.
"My good man! my good man!" cried Pique-Vinaigre to the warder seated at the other end, "I have finished my conversation; I wish to go in; talked enough." "Oh! Fortune, it is not kind to send me away thus," said Jeanne. "On the contrary, it is very right.
"Here goes!" answered Pique-Vinaigre. "One day Cut-in-half had picked up Gringalet in the street, dying with cold and hunger; he would have done just as well to let him alone to die.
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