CHAPTER XXIII
THE CRISIS
"At last," cried the Marquis of Fougereuse, when he heard of Fanfaro's sudden death, and in great good humor he went in search of his wife.
"Madeleine!" he exclaimed, "all our troubles are at an end now; he who stood between us and fortune is dead."
"Of whom are you speaking?"
"Of whom else but that common regicide."
"What, of that Fanfaro who lately had the audacity to come into our parlor and create that terrible scene?"
"Of him—he is dead."
"Heaven be praised. We shall now receive the legacy."
"Without a doubt. All that is now necessary is to get Girdel to speak, and that can be easily arranged. He has only to repeat before witnesses what he has told me already."