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"That must be he!" said La Roulante. It was in fact Talizac, who had arrived. Fernando was with him, but the Vicomte had knocked with the handle of his cane. It was not the signal agreed upon, and the door was not opened. Suddenly Frederic uttered an oath. "Oh! it is he!" said Robeccal. "That is better than a visiting card!"
When the giantess saw him, she called out, angrily: "Are you coming to help me?" Gudel looked on with concentrated rage, and as Robeccal went toward the chariot, he said to him: "Not another step!" "Indeed! And who will prevent me?" Gudel's eyes flashed. "Scoundrel!" he muttered under his breath. "Well! are you coming?" called La Roulante. "Give him a push and come on!"
A group of horsemen suddenly appeared on the Square. Robeccal and Cyprien were with them. When Robeccal went away, he had taken the precaution to leave a window open on the lower floor, which Schwann had not discovered in making his rounds for the night. Robeccal entered through this window and opened the door. Schwann was aroused by footsteps below, and rushed down the stairs.
He looked at her in astonishment, and then rushed at the door as if to force it open. She called for Robeccal, who hurried to obey her summons. Talizac called Fernando, and Robeccal turned back. Drawing an enormous knife, he said, fiercely: "Don't you interfere! My wife will settle her own matters with this gentleman!"
They were groping their way through the fog, when suddenly Robeccal was lifted from the ground, and then flung some distance, while a voice shouted: "Scoundrel! I have you at last!" At the same moment, an iron grasp nailed the giantess to the spot where she stood. The two wretches gasped out the names: "Fanfar! Bobichel!" "Where is Francine?" said Fanfar, sternly.
He took a lantern and hunted for traces of the fugitives. "This way!" cried Robeccal, "they have made their escape toward the forest." "I know every inch of the forest," answered the Brigadier, waving his sword, as if he were about to attack an enemy. Cyprien stood biting his lips. Could it be that Fanfar was to escape him now?
"We will buy a little place in the country, now," said La Roulante, as she filled her glass. "Why does the girl sleep like this?" asked Robeccal. "Oh! it is a secret that I learned some time ago to make little girls submissive." There was a sudden sound, a long, shivering sigh from above stairs. "Did you hear that?" asked Robeccal, in a startled tone.
I am glad she has gone. The truth is, these people are putting on airs, and I don't like it." Robeccal was no fool, and these words inspired him with suspicion. "Does he want me to talk?" he said to himself. And he was right in this idea. "And as for Fanfar!" continued Bobichel, now standing on his feet. "And what of him? You are as intimate as possible with Fanfar?"
These words encouraged the fellow, but as he moved toward the chariot Iron Jaws struck him a tremendous blow in the chest. Robeccal pulled out a knife and leaped on Gudel, but was caught by Fanfar and tossed in the air as if he had been a ball. The fellow landed nearly at the side of the giantess, who tumbled herself off the chariot and rushed upon Fanfar.
While Gudel and Fanfar were making arrangements for the representation of the evening, while Fongereues and Cyprien exchanged their honest confidences, Robeccal went forth to meet La Roulante. It was this amiable giantess whom Gudel had been foolish enough to marry, although what charms he had discovered in this mountain of flesh it would be difficult to say.
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