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"Look on that, and meditate. There is the blood of three brave gentlemen flowing probably for a folly." "Faith, captain," answered Ravanne, quite calmed down, "I believe you are right, and that you are the only one of us all that has got common sense." At that moment Lafare opened his eyes and recognized D'Harmental in the man who was tending him.
There," added he, at last drawing his sword, which I have said was of extreme length. "Peste!" said Ravanne, throwing a glance on his adversary's weapon, "what a charming implement you have there! It reminds me of the great spit in my mother's kitchen; and I am grieved that I did not order the maitre-d'hotel to bring it me, as a match to yours."
D'Harmental was on his knees before him, endeavoring to staunch the blood with his handkerchief. Fargy and Valef had wounded each other at the same moment. One was struck in the thigh, the other run through the arm; both had apologized, promising to be friends for the future. "Look, young man," said the captain, showing Ravanne these different episodes of the field of battle.
And the two friends shook hands as if nothing had passed. "Adieu, young man, adieu," said the captain to Ravanne; "do not forget the advice which I have given you. Give up Berthelot, and take to Bois-Robert. Be calm give ground when it is necessary parry in time, and you will be one of the best fencers in the kingdom of France. My implement sends its compliments to your mother's great spit."
And at these words, holding out his hand to the regent, he began to scale the roof, drawing him after him. Ravanne brought up the rear. At this sight, as there was no longer any doubt of their intention, the coalheaver uttered a malediction, and the man in the cloak a cry of rage.
Leave Berthelot, who has already taught you all he knows, and take Bois-Robert; and may the devil fly away with me, if in six months you are not as good a fencer as myself." "Thanks for your lesson," said Ravanne, taking the hand of the captain, while two tears, which he could not restrain, flowed down his cheeks; "I hope it will profit me."
"Well," said Ravanne, looking round him in a satisfied manner, "what do you say to the locality?" "I say that if you boast of having discovered it," said the captain, "you are a strange kind of Christopher Columbus. If you had told me it was here you were coming, I could have guided you with my eyes shut." "Well," replied Ravanne, "we will endeavor that you shall leave it in the same manner."
You push me. I fall between the regent and him who has his arm. I separate them. You seize on him and gag him, and at a whistle the carriage arrives, while Simiane and Ravanne are held with pistols at their throats." "But," answered the coalheaver, in a low voice, "if he declares his name." The man in the cloak replied, in a still lower tone, "In conspiracies there are no half measures.
Ravanne sprang into the wood like a young fawn: his five companions followed.
"Ah!" said the captain, "I begin to understand; the chevalier got angry." "Exactly. "'It was I who said it, and who repeat it, and if it displeases you, my name is Lafare, captain of the guards. 'And mine, Fargy, said a second voice. 'And mine, Ravanne, said the third.
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