The Son Of Monte Cristo Part 22 (1/2)
Caillette uttered a little cry, and would have fallen had not a hand caught her She turned, and saas Irene
”Will you give these salts to Monsieur Fanfar?” said Irene
”Ah! thanks!” cried Fanfar, without waiting for Caillette to give it to hi lady's hand
”Pshaw! I have so to the inn he returned with a bottle of brandy
”Two drops of this,” he said, ”will do more than all the salts in the world”
Fanfar ad sigh
”Living!” cried Fanfar
”Heaven be praised!” shouted Bobi+chel Then, turning swiftly toward La Roulante, he added,
”Made a iantess started
”Ah! he is better,” said a treacherous voice It was Robeccal who spoke
He feared lest his absence would look badly, and he had come back
”A physician is wanted,” exclai like a child
”There is none in the village, none nearer than Vagney, a league away”
”Then I will go for him”
”But the inundation Fanfar, you can't do it”
”I must try it, at all events”
”Monsieur Fanfar,” said Irene, ”I beg you to take oes like the wind!”
Madame Ursula raised her hands to heaven ”A splendid aniht, ”it cost two thousand francs”
Caillette wrung her hands in despair
”I accept your kindness,” answered Fanfar, siood, Mademoiselle, and I thank you”
”I remembered your words of advice,” she replied
Fanfar looked at her ahis hand over his brow, he seeether
”Let him be carried to the inn, and the doctor shall see him as quickly as possible,” he said
The peasants slowly raised the injured ular scene Bobi+chel had Robeccal by the throat, and pressed his knees on his adversary's chest