A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 156: what you’re looking at

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152 A GENTLEMAN FROM GASCONY., trumpet broke upon the air, interrupting the gypsy rev-’ els and causing the dancers to scatter in disorder. Then in a heavy voice, which Raoul recognized, caus- ing him to draw his cowl still lower over his face, came the words: “Back! Stand back, all of you! Griffo, drive me in a few of these rascals’ ribs with the butt end of your arquebuse, and do you, Mironton, break yon fat fellow’s © head that he may learn modesty and keep himself in smaller compass. By the beard of Saint Bridget, Ill teach the varlets wisdom!” The crowd parted, and in the pathway thus formed appeared Sergeant Annibal Goujon, accompanied by half a score of soldiers, and followed by a gayly capari- soned crier on horseback with two attendants in the city livery. The crier rode up to the column, and, reining in his horse, faced the people. “Silence, citizens!” “Hats off!” roared the sergeant, with a flourish of his sword. | In a twinkling all hats and caps were doffed, and the crier proceeded to read the following proclamation: “ Proclamation !—W €, Charles, by the grace of God, King of France, do hereby order the payment of five hundred golden crowns to such person or persons as shall deliver into the cus- tody of the Provost of this good city of Paris the body of one Raoul, Chevalier de Puycadéere, heretic and assassin, alive or dead. God save the King!” : And the crier, after affixing the paper to the column, rode away to repeat the performance at the next street corner. Sergeant Goujon and the soldiers followed, the ser- Gomicbooks (S(0) im