"Scoundrels, God help you, if all is not right," hissed Fanfaro, "bring us quickly to the house named."
"Oh, it is very easy to find," began Rolla, but Bobichel threatened her with his fist and cried:
"So much the better for you, forward march!"
Robeckal and the Cannon Queen, held in the grips of Fanfaro and the clown, proceeded on the way to Belleville. They stopped in front of No. 16, and it required the application of force to get them to enter.
Rolla, in advance of the others, went to the top story. The door was wide open and the room empty.
"Really, he has taken her along?" she exclaimed in amazement.
"Of whom are you speaking?" asked Fanfaro, trembling with fear.
"Of whom else but the little vicomte."
"His name?"
"Talizac."