Volume II Part 4 (1/2)
”I should like it to be done,” replied Robeckal, dryly
”Here are twenty francs in advance”
Robeckal stretched out his hand for the gold piece, let it fall into his pocket, and disappeared without a word
”You have cohed to himself ”Girdel will be a dead man before the morrow comes, as sure as my name is Robeckal”
In the entlemen; Schent here and there, and Fanfaro, Caillette and Bobi+chel aiting for the athlete's orders for the evening perforoes it?” asked the carman, now softly
”Good,” replied Girdel, in the same tone
”The peasants are prepared?”
”Yes The seed is ripe They are only waiting for the order to begin to sow
”We th, but not here Did you notice the o?”
”Yes; he did not look as if he could instil confidence into any one; I think he must be a lackey”
”He could be a spy too; when can we speak to one another undisturbed?”
”This evening after the performance, either in your room or in mine”
”Let it be in yours; we can wait until the others sleep; let your door remain open, Girdel”
”I will not fail to do so”
”Then it is settled; keep mum No one must know of our presence here”
”Not even Fanfaro?”
”No, not for any price”
”But you do not distrust him? He is a splendid fellow--”
”So much the better for hi I can tell you the reason; ish to speak about his with him”
”You couldn't find a better person”
”I believe it Good-by, now, until to-night”
”_Au revoir!_”