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THE CLOSING OF THE TRAP.
Upon leaving the Champs aux Capuchins, hawk-faced Monsieur Gaubert had run every foot of the way to the Sucking Calf, and he had arrived there within some five minutes, out of breath and wearing every appearance of distress--of a distress rather greater than his haste to find his friend should warrant.
At the door of the inn he found the carriage still waiting; the post-boy, however, was in the porch, leaning in talk with one of the drawers.

The troopers sat their horses in stolid patience, keeping guard, and awaiting, as they had been bidden, the return of Monsieur de Garnache.

Rabecque, very watchful, lounged in the doorway, betraying in his air none of the anxiety and impatience with which he looked for his master.
At sight of Monsieur Gaubert, running so breathlessly, he started forward, wondering and uneasy.

Across the street, from the Palais Seneschal, came at that same moment Monsieur de Tressan with rolling gait.