The notary's nose;

56 THE NOTARY'S NOSE.
peau or of M. Huguier. But I would undertake to patch up things as they were
originally."
M. l'Ambert got up precipitately and
ran to the field of battle. The Marquis
and M. Steimbourg followed him. The
Turks, who were walking together, moodily
enough (for Ayvas' fire had been quenched
in a second), joined their late enemies.
They easily found the place where the combatants had trodden down the new grass.
They found the gold spectacles, but the
notary's nose was no longer there. But
they saw a cat, a horrible white and yellow cat, who was licking his bloody chops
with gusto.
" Great Heavens!" cried the Marquis,
pointing to the beast.
Everybody understood the gesture and
exclamation.
"Can there be time yet?" asked the
notary.