Part 42 (1/2)

”It does not matter in the least,” one of the men said, ”it is all one whether he was shot by a bullet of the Versaillais, or hung, or killed by a blow of an Englishman's fist. Monsieur le Commissaire, will you draw up a proces-verbal of this affair?”

But the Commissary did not answer; in the confusion no one noticed that he had not risen from his chair, but sat leaning back.

”Diable, what is this?” the Communist went on, ”I believe the Commissary is dead.” He hurried round to the back of the table. It was as he said, the shot fired as the man fell had struck him in the heart, and he had died without a cry or a movement.

”Morbleau,” another of the Communists exclaimed, ”we came here to witness a comedy, and it has turned into a tragedy.”

An exclamation from Minette, who was kneeling by Arnold, called Cuthbert's attention to her. The American had opened his eyes.

”What has happened, Minette,” he asked, as she laid her head down on his breast and burst into another fit of pa.s.sionate sobbing.

”You are out of luck, Arnold,” Cuthbert said, cheerfully; ”a villain has fired at you, but you have got off this time more lightly than the last, and I think it is nothing more than a broken collar-bone, and that is not a very serious business, you know; be quiet for a little time; we shall have the surgeon here directly. Of course Minette is terribly upset, for she thought for a moment that you were killed.”

Arnold lay still, stroking Minette's head gently with his right hand; gradually her sobs ceased, and Cuthbert then left them to themselves.

The two bodies had by this time been carried into another room, and one of the delegates took his seat at the table and drew out a formal report of the occurrences that had taken place which was signed by the others present and by Cuthbert. A surgeon presently arriving confirmed Cuthbert's view that the collar-bone had been broken, and proceeded to bandage it.

As soon as it was done Arnold stood up unsteadily. ”Citizen Rigaud, I presume that, as a high official of the Commune, you can replace the citizen who has fallen and complete the ceremony.”

”Certainly, if it is your wish.”

”It is my wish more even than before.”

”The matter is simple,” the delegate said, ”my predecessor has already recorded your answers, there remains but for me to complete the ceremony.”

A minute later Arnold Dampierre and Minette were p.r.o.nounced man and wife, and signed the register, Martin Dufaure, Cuthbert, and the various deputies present signing as witnesses. A fiacre had been called up, and was in readiness at the door. Cuthbert a.s.sisted Arnold to take his place in it.

”If I were you, Arnold,” he whispered, ”I would go to the old lodgings; of course they are still vacant; if you prefer it, you can take mine, I still keep them on though I have moved for a time. It will be better for you in every way not to be up here at Montmartre.”

”Thank you; it would anyhow be quieter. Will you tell the coachman where to drive?”

”I will go on the box,” Cuthbert said, ”of course Dufaure will go with you.” He told the Communist what they had decided on.

”That will be best,” he agreed; ”this is not a quiet quarter at present.

What with drumming and drinking, it is not a place for a wounded man.”

”You had better go inside with them, and I will go on the box,” Cuthbert said, ”keep Minette talking, it will prevent her breaking down, it has been a terrible shock for her.”

The landlady was heartily glad to see Dampierre back again. Cuthbert and the Communist a.s.sisted the wounded man to bed.

”I will see about getting things in at present,” Cuthbert said, ”so do not worry over that, Minette; if everything goes well he will be about again in a few days, but keep him quiet as long as you can, I will come in to-morrow and see how he is getting on.”

After going round to a restaurant and ordering meals to be sent in regularly, with some bottles of wine for Martin Dufaure's benefit, Cuthbert returned to Pa.s.sy.

CHAPTER XXIV.

Mary was greatly shocked upon hearing the tragic circ.u.mstances that had occurred at the wedding.

”Who is the man that fired, Cuthbert?”