LITMIR.BIZ

      CHAPTER VII.

      "YOUR MONEY OR YOUR LIFE."

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      The noise which was made by the shutting of the door aroused Tom and Sarah from their reverie, and they rose, and, having thanked the Chourineur for the information he had given them, the fellow went out, the wind blowing very strongly, and the rain falling in torrents. The Schoolmaster and the Chouette, hidden in an alley opposite the tapis-franc, saw the Chourineur go down the street, in the direction of the street in which the house in ruins was situated. His steps, which were somewhat irregular, in consequence of the frequent libations of the evening, were soon unheard amidst the whistling of the storm and the sheets of rain which dashed against the walls. Sarah and Tom left the tavern in spite of the tempest, and took a contrary direction to the Chourineur.

      "They're done for," said the Schoolmaster, in a low key, to the Chouette; "out with your vitriol, and mind your eye."

      "Let us take off our shoes, and then they won't hear us as we follow," suggested the Chouette.

      "You are right—always right; let us tread like cats, my old darling."

      The two monsters took off their shoes, and moved stealthily along, keeping in the shadows of the houses. By means of this stratagem they followed so closely, that, although within a few steps of Sarah and Tom, they did not hear them.

      "Fortunately our hackney-coach is at the end of the street; the rain falls in torrents. Are you not cold, Sarah?"

      "Perhaps we shall glean something from this smuggler—this Bras Rouge," said Sarah, in a thoughtful tone, and not replying to her brother's inquiry.

      He suddenly stopped, and said, "I have taken a wrong turning; I ought to have gone to the right when I left the tavern; we must pass by a house in ruins to reach the fiacre. We must turn back."

      The Schoolmaster and the Chouette, who followed on the heels of their intended victims, retreated into the dark porch of a house close at hand, so that they might not be perceived by Tom and Sarah, who, in passing, almost touched them with their elbows.

      "I am glad they have gone that way," said the Schoolmaster, "for if the 'cove' resists, I have my own idea."

      Sarah and her brother, having again passed by the tapis-franc, arrived close to the dilapidated house, which was partly in ruins, and its opened cellars formed a kind of gulf, along which the street ran in that direction. In an instant, the Schoolmaster, with a leap resembling in strength and agility the spring of a tiger, seized Seyton with one hand by the throat, and exclaimed, "Your money, or I will fling you into this hole!"

      Then the brigand, pushing Seyton backwards, shoved him off his balance, and with one hand held him suspended over the mouth of the deep excavation; whilst, with his other hand, he grasped the arm of Sarah, as if in a vice. Before Tom could make the slightest struggle, the Chouette had emptied his pockets with singular dexterity. Sarah did not utter a cry, nor try to resist; she only said, in a calm tone, "Give up your purse, brother;" and then accosting the robber, "We will make no noise; do not do us any injury."

      The Chouette, having carefully searched the pockets of the two victims of this ambush, said to Sarah, "Let's see your hands, if you've got any rings. No," said the old brute, grumblingly, "no, not one ring. What a shame!"

      Tom Seyton did not lose his presence of mind during this scene, rapidly and unexpectedly as it had occurred.

      "Will you strike a bargain? My pocketbook contains papers quite useless to you; return it to me, and to-morrow I will give you twenty-five louis d'ors," said Tom to the Schoolmaster, whose hand relaxed something of its fierce gripe.

      "Oh! ah! to lay a trap to catch us," replied the thief. "Be off, without looking behind you, and be thankful that you have escaped so well."

      "One moment," said the Chouette; "if he behaves well, he shall have his pocketbook. There is a way." Then, addressing Thomas Seyton, "You know the plain of St. Denis?"

      "I do."

      "Do you know where St. Ouen is?"

      "Yes."

      "Opposite St. Ouen, at the end of the road of La Revolte, the plain is wide and open. Across the fields, one may see a long way. Come there to-morrow, quite alone, with your money in your hand; you will find me and the pocketbook ready. Hand me the cash, and I will hand you the pocketbook."

      "But he'll trap you, Chouette."

      "Oh, no, he won't; I'm up to him or any of his dodges. We can see a long way off. I have only one eye, but that is a piercer; and if the 'cove' comes with a companion, he won't find anybody; I shall have 'mizzled.'"

      A sudden idea seemed to strike Sarah, and she said to the brigand, "Will you like to gain some money?"

      "Yes."

      "Did you see, in the cabaret we have just left—for I know you again—the man whom the charcoal-man came to seek?"

      "A dandy with moustaches? Yes, I would have stuck it into the fellow, but he did not give me time. He stunned me with two blows of his fists, and upset me on the table—for the first time that any man ever did so. Curses on him! but I will be revenged."

      "He is the man I mean," said Sarah.

      "He?" cried the Schoolmaster, "a thousand francs, and I'll kill him."

      "Wretch! I do not seek his life," replied Sarah to the Schoolmaster.

      "What, then, would you have?"

      "Come to-morrow to the plain of St. Denis; you will there find my companion," she replied; "you will see that he is alone, and he will tell you what to do. I will not give you one thousand, but two thousand, francs, if you succeed."

      "Fourline," said the Chouette, in a low tone, to the Schoolmaster, "there's 'blunt' to be had; these are a 'swell' lot, who want to be revenged on an enemy, and that enemy is the beggar that you wished to 'floor.' Let's go and meet him. I would go, if I were you. Fire and smoke! Old boy, it will pay for looking after."

      "Well, my wife shall be there," said the Schoolmaster; "you will tell her what you want, and I shall see—"

      "Be it so; to-morrow at one."

      "At one o'clock."

      "In the plain of St. Denis?"

      "In the plain of St. Denis."

      "Between St. Ouen and the road of La Revolte, at the end of the road?"

      "Agreed."

      "I

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