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The Opera-Bouffe

           

           Threesecondsaftertheladderwasintheavenueofpines,andMathilde’shonourwassaved.Julienreturnedtohisroomandfoundthathewasbleedingandalmostnaked.Hehadwoundedhimselfinslidingdowninthatdare-devilway.

           Extremehappinesshadmadehimregainalltheenergyofhischaracter.Iftwentymenhadpresentedthemselvesitwouldhaveprovedatthismomentonlyanadditionalpleasuretohaveattackedthemunaided.Happilyhismilitaryprowesswasnotputtotheproof.Helaidtheladderinitsusualplaceandreplacedthechainwhichheldit.HedidnotforgettoeffacethemarkwhichtheladderhadleftonthebedofexoticflowersunderMathilde’swindow.

           Ashewasmovinghishandoverthesoftgroundinthedarknessandsatisfyinghimselfthatthemarkhadentirelydisappeared,hefeltsomethingfalldownonhishands.ItwasawholetressofMathilde’shairwhichshehadcutoffandthrowndowntohim.

           Shewasatthewindow.

           "That’swhatyourservantsendsyou,"shesaidtohiminafairlyloudvoice,"Itisthesignofeternalgratitude.Irenouncetheexerciseofmyreason,bemymaster."

           Julienwasquiteovercomeandwasonthepointofgoingtofetchtheladderagainandclimbingbackintoherroom.Finallyreasonprevailed.

           Gettingbackintothehôtelfromthegardenwasnoteasy.Hesucceededinforcingthedoorofacellar.Onceinthehousehewasobligedtobreakthroughthedoorofhisroomassilentlyaspossible.Inhisagitationhehadleftinthelittleroomwhichhehadjustabandonedsorapidly,thekeywhichwasinthepocketofhiscoat.

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