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This pamphleteer, whom he had employed to edit the "Neighborly Love," was not personally formidable; but, being fond of talking in his drink, he might become troublesome, particularly if Rodin, as was probable, had often to visit this house, to execute his project upon Sleepinbuff, through the medium of the Bacchanal Queen. The socius resolved, therefore, to provide against this inconvenience.
This second carriage, open like the first, contained only the four dancers of the famous step of the Storm-blown Tulip Ninny Moulin, Rose Pompon, Sleepinbuff, and the Bacchanal Queen.
IV. "'Jacques Rennepont, surnamed "Sleepinbuff," i.e. Lie naked, workman in Baron Tripeaud's factory. This artisan is drunken, idle, noisy, and prodigal; he is not without sense, but idleness and debauch have ruined him. A clever agent, on whom we rely, has become acquainted with his mistress, Cephyse Soliveau, nicknamed the Bacchanal Queen.
"My dear child, I am no longer inclined to laugh," said Rodin, with so sorrowful an air, that Rose-Pompon, reproaching herself with her pleasantry, said to him: "But how comes it that you know Cephyse?" "Alas! I do not know her but a young fellow, that I like excessively " "Jacques Rennepont?" "Otherwise called Sleepinbuff. He is now in prison for debt," sighed Rodin. "I saw him yesterday."
Sleepinbuff found the John Bull's idea so amusingly eccentric, that, for the first time since a very long period, he burst into a peal of hearty laughter. Morok, pale with rage, rushed towards him with so menacing an air, that Goliath was obliged to interpose. "Come, come," said Jacques, "don't be angry; if it is serious, I will not laugh any more."
"Thanks, old son!" said Jacques, gayly; "were I to forget your name, I should call you 'Have-a-sip? and I am sure that you would answer: 'I will." "I will directly!" said Dumoulin, making the military salute with one hand, and holding out the bowl with the other. "As we have drunk together," resumed Sleepinbuff, cordially, "we ought to know each other thoroughly. I am Jacques Rennepont?"
So saying, Sleepinbuff burst into a bitter laugh, which sent an icy shudder through the spectators of this scene. "My good fellow," said Morok, coolly, "listen to me, and follow my advice." "Thank you! I know your advice and, instead of listening to you, I prefer speaking to my poor Cephyse. Before I go down to the moles, I should like to tell her what weighs on my heart."
They say that a good rider makes a good horse; they ought to say that a good master makes a good workman. Zounds! when I think of that fellow!" cried Sleepinbuff, striking his hand violently on the table. "Come, Jacques think of something else!" said the Bacchanal Queen. "Make him laugh, Rose-Pompon."
Leaning forward in front of the carriage, he uttered wild shouts of delight, mingled with the words: "Long live the Bacchanal Queen!" after which, he shook and whirled the enormous rattle he held in his hand. Standing beside him, Sleepinbuff waved on high a banner of white silk, on which were the words: "Love and joy to the Bacchanal Queen!" Sleepinbuff was about twenty-five years of age.
After a moment's silence, Father d'Aigrigny resumed "Read me to-day's report on the situation of each of the persons designated." "Here is that of this evening; it has just come." "Let us hear." Rodin read as follows: "Jacques Rennepont, alias Sleepinbuff, was seen in the interior of the debtors' prison at eight o'clock this evening." "He will not disturb us to-morrow. One; go on."
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