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"Who the devil could have supposed," the one said to the other, "that Fanfar would have been able to save Gudel. Such a tremendous weight!" While they were talking, Robeccal and La Roulante heard heavy steps on the stairs, and then a knock at Gudel's door. Robeccal started. He suddenly remembered the brief colloquy which he had had with the unknown who was in fact, Cyprien.
Achille Picard raised a high tenor voice, fixing the air, "En roulant ma boule roulante, En roulant ma boule" And the voyageurs swung into the quaint ballad of the fairy ducks and the naughty prince with his magic gun. "Derrier' ches-nous y-a-t-un 'elang, En roulant ma boule." The girl sank back, dabbing uncertainly at her eyes. "I shall never see them again," she explained, wistfully.
"Confound you! hold your tongue!" said Robeccal, flourishing the knife which had such an effect on Fernando. "Why do you not keep your word?" angrily asked the Vicomte; "you promised " "People like us do not keep our promises," answered La Roulante, cynically. "You paid us for carrying off the girl, you paid us for giving her a shelter; we have done both.
He entered the inn and Caillette threw herself into his arms, sobbing with joy. "I am glad to see you," muttered Schwann, half ashamed of his own emotion. In the silence that followed, the voice of La Roulante was heard singing while drowning her sorrows in a bottle of brandy.
"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!"
The door opened hastily, and Gudel appeared. "Gudel! Have you found Robeccal or La Roulante?" "They have vanished. They have been living in la Rue des Venaigrurs, but last night they announced that they were about to move." "And this is all you have discovered?" "All." "Then Gudel, I must tell you that this unfortunate creature I have in my arms is my mother, and Francine is my sister."
Bobichel married Caillette, whom he adored as much as he adored Fanfar. Françoise and Labarre neither of them lived long. Cyprien continued to act as spy for the French government. And La Roulante was assassinated in a drunken frolic. This was the story of Fanfar, which we have completed, for Fanfar's modesty was too great to allow him to say what we have said for him.
"I hope he will get to the inn in safety," said Fanfar, anxiously. "I must get back on foot, it seems!" Gudel had been carried to his room, the innkeeper moaning over and over again, "How could this have happened?" La Roulante established herself by the sick bed. She was livid with fear. The attempt had been a failure, and Bobichel had guessed it!
Gudel was not in the least hurt; he had received a great shock, that was all. When La Roulante left the room, she was met at the door by Robeccal. "You see," he said, in a fierce whisper, "that if I had done as I wished, and used a knife, the whole thing would have been settled by this time." The two accomplices stood talking in the large room which the men of the company shared.
The door opened noiselessly on well-oiled hinges. "Come in, all of you." It was Roulante who spoke. Francine was at once carried to a little cottage at the foot of a long garden, where, still unconscious, she was laid on a couch. Then Robeccal paid his assistants the sum agreed upon. They were not altogether satisfied, but he managed to get rid of them.
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