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Updated: June 14, 2025
In a moment, the table, lifted by vigorous arms, was removed to the extremity of the banqueting-room; the spectators, mounted upon chairs, benches, and window-ledges, began to sing in chorus the well-known air of les Etudiants, so as to serve instead of orchestra, and accompany the quadrille formed by Sleepinbuff, the Queen, Ninny Moulin, and Rose Pompon.
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."
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."
Here, without, the noise recommenced more furiously than ever, and Ninny Moulin's rattle sent forth the most doleful sounds. "Cephyse," said Sleepinbuff, "they will break everything to pieces, if you do not return to them, and I have nothing left to pay for the damage. Excuse us," added he, laughing, "but you see that royalty has its duties."
Then, replacing his bottle on the table, he rose to go to the aid of Ninny Moulin, who was vainly endeavoring to hold Sleepinbuff. This sudden attack had none of the symptoms of cholera. Yet terror seized upon all present; one of the women was taken with hysterics, and another uttered piercing cries and fainted away.
This first figure met with great success, and the applause was vociferous, though it was only the innocent prelude to the step of the Storm-blown Tulip when suddenly the door opened, and one of the waiters, after looking about for an instant, in search of Sleepinbuff, ran to him, and whispered some words in his ear. "Me!" cried Jacques, laughing; "here's a go!"
The waiter added a few more words, when Sleepinbuff's face assumed an expression of uneasiness, as he answered. "Very well! I come directly," and he made a step towards the door. "What's the matter, Jacques?" asked the Bacchanal Queen, in some surprise. "I'll be back immediately. Some one take my place. Go on with the dance," said Sleepinbuff, as he hastily left the room.
"Fly, Olivier!" cried Sleepinbuff, almost sobered by the danger. Hardly had he pronounced the words when the door of the large room, which communicated with the small one in which they were, was burst open with a frightful crash. "Here they are!" cried the host, clasping his hands in alarm.
This first figure met with great success, and the applause was vociferous, though it was only the innocent prelude to the step of the Storm-blown Tulip when suddenly the door opened, and one of the waiters, after looking about for an instant, in search of Sleepinbuff, ran to him, and whispered some words in his ear. "Me!" cried Jacques, laughing; "here's a go!"
He is in prison." "In prison!" cried Cephyse. "Agricola in prison! what for?" said Sleepinbuff. "For a trifling political offence. We had hoped to get him out on bail." "Certainly; for five hundred francs it could be done," said Sleepinbuff. "Unfortunately, we have not been able; the person upon whom we relied "
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