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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.
All this, however, by no means proved that he himself was innocent of participation in the crime. Fanfar had not mentioned the affair of the deserted house, for he did not wish his sister's name to appear. This was a great relief to Robeccal, who, in spite of the manner in which he had been treated by La Roulante, did not wish to get her into trouble. The trial took its course.
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!"
"Is she here?" he asked. "Yes, she is here," answered La Roulante. Talizac rose. "I must repair the disorder of my toilette," he said. "Robeccal, come with me." On Talizac's return, he asked La Roulante where the Marquise was. "Oh! she is asleep," was the reply. "Show me where she is, and move a little faster!" "It strikes me, sir, that you are not over polite," muttered Robeccal.
While she stands there, we will see what is taking place in the house she has left. Robeccal and La Roulante when they left the house, went to take the diligence in the Rue Saint Denis. Their plans had been long made; they meant to return to Robeccal's former home.
And Fanfar had caught this barrel in his iron arms. Had it absolutely fallen, for the chain had broken, nothing could have saved Gudel. As it was, the shock deprived him of consciousness. Fanfar himself could hardly stand. Caillette and Bobichel ran to Gudel. La Roulante knelt at his side, and uttered shriek after shriek. Robeccal did not appear. The peasants gathered around the injured man.
"That is precisely what I mean!" answered Bobichel, forgetting all caution. La Roulante rushed at him. Caillette threw herself between them, and Schwann dragged her back. La Roulante caught Caillette by the arm and swung her off, then the girl picked herself up and ran to Gudel's bed. "Help! father!" she cried, "help!" The girl's voice seemed to produce a magical effect.
The giantess only wished to get rid of Gudel, whom she now hated, and marry this man whom she loved. It was clear that Gudel's suspicions were excited in fact, his wife and Robeccal were doing their best to arouse him. If Gudel were dead, La Roulante would look out for his daughter, of course, and the giantess saw opening before her a vista of delightful cruelties she could practice on the girl.
But La Roulante insisted on a little argument through the door before she would consent to move the heavy bolts. "Damned sorceress!" cried Talizac, "you deserve that I should cut your face with my cane, for keeping me waiting so long."
"Take this," he cried, "and unlock that door!" La Roulante counted the money. "No," she replied, "this is but thirty-two louis." "Come," persisted Fernando, dragging Talizac away. "Call again!" shouted the woman. "You need not be in a hurry, but call again!" And the door closed. "My idea is a good one," said La Roulante to Robeccal. "He will come back, and will bring the twenty thousand francs!"
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