Volume II Part 22 (2/2)
Arthur sprang up A flash of sha to Talizac he hastily said:
”She is right, vico to ly ”I really believe you wish to be the Don Quixote of this virtuous Dulcinea del Toboso! No, irl must be mine, and I should like to see the rasped Louison's arirl cried aloud for help, and the next minute the vicomte tumbled back struck by a powerful blow of the fist Montferrand had coer's rescue
The vico a knife froled with one another The table fell over; and while Louison unsuccessfully tried to separate the combatants, Velletri looked coolly at the fray
”Help! murder!” cried Louison in desperation She did not think of escape She hoped Aube would make his appearance
The landlord had really hastened up at the first cry, but at the head of the stairs Robeckal had held hiht and uttered a peculiar whistle
Terfulthe host in their arms, they bore hiined his house had been entered by burglars He threw hiainst the door, he cried for help, and soon a few guests who had been sitting in the restaurant caentlerily ”It is a dastardly conspiracy! Upstairs there they are driving a poor, innocent girl to despair Help me to rescue her It's the 'Marquise' Oh, heavens! her cries have ceased, she must be dead!”
Twentyer there, and in the centre Montferrand and the vico with one another Montferrand had already taken the knife away frorily rushed at Arthur and hit hiushed froround
Before he could rise to his feet again, Velletri had seized the vicoed him down the stairs
When Aube looked around for them, they had already left and not a trace of Louison could be found
”Merciful God!” he despairingly cried, ”where is the poor child? I promised her I would protect her, and now--”
”The scoundrels have abducted her!” exclaimed Arthur, who had in the meantime recovered ”It was a shrewdly planned piece of business”
”Abducted her? I at Arthur in aathered about Arthur and the landlord, and while a barber tried to stanch the still bleeding wound, Montferrand bitterly said:
”One of the scoundrels bears a noble old name Shame over the nobility of France that it tolerates a Talizac and Fougereuse in its ranks”
”Who speaks of Talizac and Fougereuse?” cried a fresh voice, and a very handsome man approached Monsieur Aube
”Ah, Monsieur Fanfaro,” said the landlord vivaciously, ”Heaven sends you at the right tiet all the troubles and the cares I have caused you; I will never say another word against athletes and acrobats, but help us!”
”What has happened?” asked Fanfaro in astonishment ”I just came home and found every one in the restaurant excited I asked, but no one knew anything, so I hurried here Tell me what I can do for you; I am ready”
”May God reward you, Monsieur Fanfaro; oh, if it is only not too late”
”Monsieur Aube,” asked Fanfaro, politely, ”what is the rave when I think that such a thing should happen in my house--I--”
”Landlord,” interrupted Arthur, ”let entle to Fanfaro, ”I am mixed up in the affair myself I let myself be persuaded by the Vicorowled Fanfaro