clown is dressed all in yellow with a gray hat.
His legs looked like matches in their striped hose. His head was small
and pointed, his nose very long and very sharp.

Behind Bobichel sits Caillette, Gudel's daughter, a pretty, dainty
creature with light hair. She turned with a merry laugh to say something
to a third person, who lay on a pile of bundles of all shapes and sizes,
and smiled back upon the young girl. Still further back was a huge mass
which might be supposed to be a woman, from the tawny locks that floated
over the shoulders, and if out of curiosity one examined more closely, a
large face with pendant cheeks was discovered, a retreating forehead, a
pair of small, half closed eyes. A double, or rather a triple chin,
rested on an enormous bosom, which seemed to have torn half the buttons
from a much spotted cloth waist. This charming being was known as La
Roulante, in which sobriquet was lost her real name of Charlotte Magnan.
She was also the lawful wife of Gudel.

And finally, to complete this hurried description, we must mention a
person who followed the chariot on foot. He was short, slender and bow
legged, very pale, and had light eyes without lashes. His scanty hair,
as white as an albino's, escaped from a vizorless hat. His costume was
much like his appearance; a well worn velvet coat, much too short in the
sleeves, and long fingered hands, with one peculiarity, that the thumbs
were as long as the fore fingers.

"Ah! you have come, children, have you?" cried Gudel. "And I am
thankful, for hunger gnaws my vitals."

"And mine, too," Bobichel replied, throwing a somersault as he spoke;
which he ended with a sudden leap on the shoulders of the good Schwann,
who stood the shock with wonderful philosophy.

But at the third shout he decided to go outside. When the giantess saw
him, she called out, angrily:

"Are you coming to help me?"

Gudel looked on with concentrated rage, and as Robeccal went toward the
chariot, he said to him:

"Not another step!"

"Indeed! And who will prevent me?"

Gudel's eyes flashed.

"Scoundrel!" he muttered under his breath.

"Well! are you coming?" called La Roulante. "Give him a push and come
on!"

These words encouraged the fellow, but as he moved toward the chariot
Iron Jaws struck him a tremendous blow in the chest. Robeccal pulled out
a knife and leaped on Gudel, but was caught by Fanfar and tossed in the
air as if he had been a ball. The fellow landed near