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Girdel and Bobichel waited almost a full hour at the rear entrance of the Hotel Dieu. The athlete finally became impatient. He went inside of the house and asked if the body wasn't going to be put in the hearse.
"I really forgot all about it," cried the superintendent to whom Girdel had gone for information. "The body has been taken away long ago."
"Taken away?" repeated the athlete, astonished.
"Yes; the Marquis of Fougereuse claimed him and took him along. I believe he intends to bury him in his family vault."
"Almighty God! Is that true?" asked Girdel, horror-stricken.
"Yes, certainly; he brought carriers along, and that settled the matter."
"Where is the family vault of the Fougereuse?" asked Girdel.
"Oh, far from Paris; somewhere in Alsace, if I remember aright."