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"And who are these enemies? What may their names be?"
"Gudel, or Iron Jaws, and a scoundrel named Fanfar."
"Indeed! Very good, sir, if you have come to arrest these men, do not let me detain you!"
Arthur and Aube exchanged a glance. Fanfar was by this time undoubtedly in safety.
"The house is well watched," continued the Commissioner, "and they cannot escape our vigilance!"
Montferrand started on hearing this. The Commissioner ran up-stairs, followed by his men. He reached the upper floor. An oath was heard.
"The birds have flown!" he shouted.
"They went by the roof!" some one called from below. This some one was Cyprien, who had been on guard in the street, and had seen forms against the sky.
"To the roof, then! And remember your orders, take them alive or dead!"
Cyprien, as agile as a tiger cat, now stood by the side of the Commissioner.
"You must go out this way," he said, pointing to the window.
"Zounds!" muttered the Commissioner, drawing back.
"Take care!" sneered Cyprien, "the king has his eyes on you!"
Thus cheered and encouraged, the Commissioner stepped out on the narrow cornice.
"There they are!" cried Cyprien. "There they are! They wish to reach the next house. We shall have them! we shall have them!"
Gudel and Fanfar had gone as far as they could. They found they must turn. Fanfar stopped short and seemed to be doing something to a chimney.
"Surrender!" shouted the Commissioner, some distance off.
"Surrender!" repeated Cyprien.
At this moment a man was seen to vault into s.p.a.ce; it was Fanfar, who had sprang across the gulf between the two houses. With him he had taken the end of the rope which he had fastened to the chimney. He held the rope so firmly that it made a bridge. Gudel began the perilous voyage.
"At all events, we will have a dead body!" growled the Commissioner, who advanced to cut the rope.
Cyprien did not at first understand.
"Stop!" he shouted. "Stop!"
To kill Gudel was ruin, for he was the only human being who could prove Fanfar's birth. But he was too late, the zealous Commissioner had cut the rope.
"Fool!" shouted Cyprien, and then he listened to hear the dull thud of the body falling on the stones below.
But he heard nothing, for Gudel had not fallen. By a movement more rapid than thought, Fanfar, divining what was to happen, had thrown himself flat on the roof with his arms extended beyond the gutter, and had shouted to Gudel:
"Hold fast to the rope!"
Iron Jaws s.n.a.t.c.hed the rope between his formidable jaws, and when the rope was cut he simply hung and waited. Fanfar slowly drew him up. It was a magnificent display of energy and strength. And presently Fanfar and Gudel stood side by side.
"Now, gentlemen, it is your turn," said Fanfar.
"No! it is my turn!" shouted Cyprien, taking a pistol from his pocket and firing.
The ball broke a slate which fell into the street. As to Gudel and Fanfar, they were far away and a high chimney hid them from view.
CHAPTER XXVII.
A GHOST.
Although our two friends had made their escape for the time being, they were by no means in an enviable position, for it must be confessed that midnight on the roof of an unknown house is not very delightful. Iron Jaws and Fanfar had accomplished a miracle of strength and audacity, but what were they to do next?
"I must say that I should like a few hours of rest," said Gudel.
"Yes, and we must have a little talk, but where I know not."
Fanfar's tone struck his friend as being rather depressed.
"What is it?" said Gudel. "You have had encounters with the police before, and will have again, I imagine."
"It is not that; but first we will walk over these roofs, to the end."
"Very good!"
They started, Fanfar going a little in front. Suddenly he stopped.
"Zounds!" he said, "here is a wide courtyard; it is impossible for us to cross it. We must get down now."
"And how, for Heaven's sake!"
"By taking hold of the gutters and the balconies."
"One would suppose that we were gorillas," sighed Gudel.
"We must do something!"
"Yes, but I am a little heavy, as you have reason to acknowledge. How can we tell that guards are not below waiting for us. Let us see if we can't get into some window."
"And find the room inhabited?"
"Oh! I will explain that we don't mean to steal, but that we will give him money if he will aid us."