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The marquis and his wife looked proudly at the vicomte, who, however, could hardly restrain his disappointment. He did not know what hurt him most, the loss of Louison or the twenty thousand francs, and he railed against himself for being so foolish as to imagine that Robeckal and Rolla would keep their word. "Do not frown so," whispered Madeleine to her son, "here comes Irene."
A peculiar smile, unnoticed by Louison, played about Robeckal's lips. "I really do not know," he finally replied, "but it will be between ten and eleven. With such good pay a minute more or less won't make much difference." "No, but it must not be later than midnight." "On no account, mademoiselle; if you are afraid, why, I will see you home," Robeckal gallantly cried.
When he saw Robeckal, he anxiously asked: "Well?" "It is settled." "Really? Will she come?" "Certainly." The man in the cloak, who was no other than Fernando de Velletri, let some gold pieces slip into Robeckal's hand. "If everything goes all right, you will get five hundred francs more," he cried. "It is as good as if I had the money already in my pocket.
"A man called Robeckal; he is a member of Girdel's troupe." "Good." The marquis took out a note-book, wrote a few lines, and then said: "Here, take this note, Simon, and accompany Robeckal at once to Remiremont. There you will go to the Count of Vernac, the police superintendent, and give him the note.
"I am sorry that I have kept you waiting," replied Vidocq, quietly; "but there were certain formalities to be settled, and I " "Ah! no doubt in regard to the money?" said Robeckal, laughing. "Have you brought the yellow birds along?" "Slowly, slowly first let me inform you that the death sentence has been torn up." "Really? I did not expect anything else."
She hoped Aube would make his appearance. The landlord had really hastened up at the first cry, but at the head of the stairs Robeckal had held him tight and uttered a peculiar whistle. Two powerful men came in answer to the signal, and seizing the host in their arms, they bore him to a small room where the brooms were kept. Aube imagined his house had been entered by burglars.
In his anxiety to make the young girl harmless, Robeckal had given her such a strong dose that the narcotic had just the opposite effect, and before an hour had passed, a hammering and beating of her temples awakened her again. The excited state in which she was made her unable to grasp a clear thought; but one thing stood plainly before her she must leave this horrible house at any price.
Robeckal abducted the poor child and brought it to Rolla. I know they are both in Paris, and I will move heaven and earth to find them!" "May God reward you, Papa Girdel," said Fanfaro, with deep emotion. "I will in the meantime try to find the invalid with whom the street-singer lives, and " "Is there nothing for Bobichel to do?" asked the clown, sitting up in his bed.
Rolla loved Robeckal, as far as it was possible for a person like her to love any one, and desired to possess him. Robeckal, on his side, thought it would not be a bad idea to possess Girdel's business along with its stock, with which he ungallantly reckoned Rolla and Caillette. Caillette especially he admired, but he was smart enough not to say a word to Rolla.
While the host went to get the brandy, Simon and the marquis exchanged looks; the next minute Schwan returned and the nobleman drank a large glass of brandy at a gulp. "Ah, that warms," he said, smacking his lips, "and now let us look for Girdel." As soon as the marquis left the room, Robeckal drew near to the steward and whispered: "Follow me, I must speak to you."
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