Volume II Part 42 (1/2)
”She did right Of what further use was she in the world? Oh, I envy her!”
Girdel and Bobi+chel waited almost a full hour at the rear entrance of the Hotel Dieu The athlete finally became impatient He went inside of the house and asked if the body wasn't going to be put in the hearse
”I really forgot all about it,” cried the superintendent to whoone for inforo”
”Taken away?” repeated the athlete, astonished
”Yes; the Marquis of Fougereuse clai I believe he intends to bury hihty God! Is that true?” asked Girdel, horror-stricken
”Yes, certainly; he brought carriers along, and that settled the ereuse?” asked Girdel
”Oh, far froht”
”God have mercy on me!” muttered Girdel to himself
The official looked at him with amazement What was the matter with the man?
CHAPTER XXVI
MISTAKEN
Before Robeckal had consented to play the part of a regicide, he had made his conditions, and not before they were accepted had he undertaken the job He had been told that he would be condeht iven an aland or A these promises, Robeckal felt a cold shudder run down his back when he heard the death sentence, and when he was taken back to jail again he iht it very strange that he should be left to his fate, and when hour after hour had passed and neither Sian to feel seriously uneasy
Suppose they no longer remembered the compact?
Cold drops of perspiration stood on the wretch's forehead, and his hands clinched nervously as these thoughts ran through his mind, and he tried to banish them No, that must not be done to him The rescueAt last, the heavy iron door swung open, and Vidocq, the great detective, entered his cell Robeckal knew him, and breathed more freely Vidocq, no doubt, came to release him
”Thank God you have come, Monsieur Vidocq,” cried Robeckal to the official; ”the ti for ,” replied Vidocq, quietly; ”but there were certain forard to the ht the yellow birds along?”
”Slowly, slowly--first let me inform you that the death sentence has been torn up”
”Really? I did not expect anything else”
”You do not say so,” observed the official, ironically ”Then you already know your fate?”
”Yes, I aland and fro about that; my information is that you will not leave France”