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Chapter 11. Let Loose

           

           JohnBaptist,withaslightshiver,lookedallroundtheroomasiftorecallwherehewas.Hispatrontookthatopportunityofturningthekeyinthedoor,andthensatdownuponhisbed.

           ‘Look!’hesaid,holdinguphisshoesandgaiters.‘That’sapoortrimforagentleman,you’llsay.Nomatter,youshallseehowsoonI’llmendit.Comeandsitdown.Takeyouroldplace!’

           JohnBaptist,lookinganythingbutreassured,satdownontheflooratthebedside,keepinghiseyesuponhispatronallthetime.

           ‘That’swell!’criedLagnier.‘Nowwemightbeintheoldinfernalholeagain,hey?Howlonghaveyoubeenout?’

           ‘Twodaysafteryou,mymaster.’

           ‘Howdoyoucomehere?’

           ‘Iwascautionednottostaythere,andsoIleftthetownatonce,andsincethenIhavechangedabout.IhavebeendoingoddsandendsatAvignon,atPontEsprit,atLyons;upontheRhone,upontheSaone.’Ashespoke,herapidlymappedtheplacesoutwithhissunburnthanduponthefloor.

           ‘Andwhereareyougoing?’

           ‘Going,mymaster?’

           ‘Ay!’

           JohnBaptistseemedtodesiretoevadethequestionwithoutknowinghow.‘ByBacchus!’hesaidatlast,asifhewereforcedtotheadmission,‘IhavesometimeshadathoughtofgoingtoParis,andperhapstoEngland.’

           ‘Cavalletto.Thisisinconfidence.IalsoamgoingtoParisandperhapstoEngland.We’llgotogether.’

           Thelittlemannoddedhishead,andshowedhisteeth;andyetseemednotquiteconvincedthatitwasasurpassinglydesirablearrangement.

           ‘We’llgotogether,’repeatedLagnier.

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