Part 99 (1/2)
”So?”
”I have done as right, my friend, at the risk of my reputation
Adieu!”
”Not adieu, au revoir!”
”Perhaps,” said thetowards the door with so fire As to Fouquet, he retook, with his head hanging down and a fixed cloud on his brow, the path of the subterranean passage along which ran the metal wires that coh two glasses, the wishes and signals of hidden correspondents
Chapter LV The Abbe Fouquet
Fouquet hastened back to his aparte, and i He was scarcely in his well-known voice crying:--”Open the door, neur, I entreat you, open the door!” Fouquet quickly restored a little order to everything that itation: he spread his papers over the desk, took up a pen, and, to gain tih the closed door,--”Who is there?”
”What, neur, do you not know me?” replied the voice
”Yes, yes,” said Fouquet to hih” And then, aloud: ”Is it not Gourville?”
”Why, yes, lasses, went to the door, pushed back the bolt, and Gourville entered ”Ah! neur!” cried he, ”what cruelty!”
”In what?”
”I have been a quarter of an hour i you to open the door, and you would not even answer me”
”Once and for all, you know that I will not be disturbed when I aht make you an exception, Gourville, I insist upon neur, at this moment, orders, doors, bolts, locks, and walls I could have broken, forced and overthrown!”
”Ah! ah! it relates to soreat event, then?” asked Fouquet
”Oh! I assure you it does, neur,” replied Gourville
”And what is this event?” said Fouquet, a little troubled by the evident agitation of his most intimate confidant
”There is a secret chaneur”
”I know there is, but do the members meet, Gourville?”
”They not only neur”
”A sentence?” said the superintendent, with a shudder and pallor he could not conceal ”A sentence!--and on whom?”
”Two of your best friends”
”Lyodot and D'Eymeris, do you mean? But what sort of a sentence?”
”Sentence of death”