Gaston Leroux,
Balaoo — Book 3. Chapter 7
(1913)
“ And there's for Élie! . . . As to Hubert, you must keep your hardest blow for him.They have danced around you with their empty guns, which they are now using as clubs; but you have your trusty tree-club and you have shown them all the colours of the rainbow: red above all!Oh, what blood on cheeks and arms! . . . Hop, hop, Balaoo! She had but to call your name and you came! Tourôô! Tourôô! Bang! One more good blow in the ribs for Élie, who will never stand on his feet again and who is dragging himself in the grass like a hare with its hind-legs broken! ”
