"I will see to them!" said Iron Jaws.
"Can you give me the smallest clue?"
"Only that of Robeccal's name."
"Robeccal's name!" exclaimed Bobichel. "If he has anything to do with this matter I will soon finish him up."
Fanfar laid his hand on Gudel's shoulder.
"My friend," he said, "I hesitate to touch an unhealed wound, but we must speak frankly to each other. La Roulante and this Robeccal went away together. This woman was thoroughly vicious; it is difficult to imagine the scale of vice to which she would not fall. I am sorry to pain you, but I feel sure if Robeccal has assisted in carrying away this girl that he has placed her with La Roulante. Therefore, while I go to see Cinette's sick friend, you will hunt up this woman and her accomplice. Will you do this, Gudel?"
Gudel, whose face had been buried in his hands, now looked up.
"Fanfar," he said, "were I to die of shame and grief, I will obey you, for I should be doing a good act."
"This girl must be saved! I dare not indulge in the hope that she is Cinette, and, moreover, I need all my courage. Gudel, your hand. Bobichel, I rely on you!"