They thus continued their way over the field, but just as Martin was making a third attack upon Tom, a tall, slender boy came springing over the field, and put himself in front of Martin.

It was Gabriel Garman.
"Will you leave him alone, Martin ?" he cried, breathless from running.
"Oh!" cried Martin, "here is one of the bloodsuckers! You have just come at the right time.

I will wreak my vengeance on you, you infernal young scoundrel!" But just as he was on the point of attacking Gabriel his arms were seized from behind.
"Are you mad, Martin?
It's Gabriel, the Consul's son.

You are out of your senses, lad!" cried Woodlouse.

Both he and the Swede threw themselves upon Martin, and held him fast.