Volume II Part 26 (2/2)
Still the brain of the sick worasp all the new iain and again at Fanfaro, she left the question unanswered
At any other time Fanfaro would have left the sick woave him no peace He did not doubt a o as her daughter, and so he asked ently:
”Mother, where is Louison? Your little Louison, my sister?”
”Louison?” repeated the sick wos me fruit and flowers”
”But where is she now?”
”Gone,” moaned the invalid
”Gone? Where to?”
”I do not know Her bed is empty”
”Then I was not deceived She has been abducted by that scoundrel, Talizac!”
”Talizac?” repeated the h ”Oh, I know his unhappiness--unhappiness!”
”Then he has been here?” cried Fanfaro, terror-stricken
”No, not here--in--Sache cry the poor woround unconscious
The excitement of the last hour had been toowo what to do He took her in his arms and was about to place her on the bed when the door was softly opened and three forlided in
”Girdel, thank Heaven!” cried Fanfaro, recognizing the athlete, ”have you found Robeckal?”
”No, the wretches rier, yesterday, and no one could tell us where they went”
”I thought so,” groaned Fanfaro, and then he hastily added: ”Girdel, the unhappy woman I hold in my arms is my mother No, do not think I airl as abducted is my sister Louison”
”Impossible!” stammered Girdel
”Hishastily round he saw Caillette--who stood at the door with tears in her eyes--with Bobi+chel, who said:
”Caillette will take care of the invalid until we have found Louison; I say that we ht, Bobi+chel,” said Fanfaro, and, pressing a kiss upon his mother's forehead, he ran off with Girdel and the clown
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