InthattimeIletmybeardgrow，andtrainedmyhairintoapatrioticunkemptness。Then，infilthygarments，likeanytrueRepublican，Isetouttocrossthefrontier。AsIapproachedit，IwasfilledwithfearsthatImightnotwinacross，andthen，inthemomentofmydoubtings，Icameuponthatmostopportuneofcouriers。Ihadthenotiontochangeplaceswithhim，andIdid。
HewasthebearerofalettertotheDeputyLaBoulaye，ofwhomyoumayhaveheard，andthisletterIopenedtodiscoverthatitchargedhimtoeffectmyarrest。\"
IfLaBoulayewasstartled，hisfaceneverbetrayedit，notbysomuchasthequiverofaneyelid。Hesaton，hisjawinhispalm，hiseyesadmiringlybentuponthespeaker。
\"Youmayjudgeofmyhonesty，andofhowfullysensibleIwasofthetrustIhadundertaken，whenItellyouthatwithmyownhandI
deliveredtheletterthismorningtothatanimalLaBoulayeatBoisvert。\"Heseemedtoswellwithprideinhisachievement。
\"Diable！\"hecontinued。\"Minewasafinepieceofacting。Iwouldyoucouldhaveseenmeplaythepartofthepatriot。Thinkoftheironyofit！IwonoutofFrancewiththeverypapersorderingmyarrest。Mafoi！Youshouldhaveseenmebefoolthatdirtofadeputy！ItwasaperformanceworthyofTalmahimself。\"AndhelookedfromCadouxtoLaBoulayeforapplause。
\"Idoubtnot，\"saidtheDeputycoldly。\"Itmusthavebeenworthwitnessing。Butdoesitnotseemapitytospoileverythingandtoneutralisesowonderfulanachievementforthemeresakeofboastingofittoapoor，ignorantpeasant，MonsieurleVicomteAnatoled’Ombreval？\"
Withasuddencry，thepseudocourierleapttohisfeet，whilstDesCadouxturnedonthestoolheoccupiedtostarealarmedlyatthespeaker。
\"NameofGod！Whoareyou？\"demandedOmbrevaladvancingastep。
WithhissleeveLaBoulayerubbedpartofthedisfiguringsmearfromhisfaceashestoodupandmadeanswercoolly：
\"IamthatdirtofaDeputywhomyoubefooledatBoisvert。\"Then，raisinghisvoice，\"Garin！\"heshouted，andimmediatelythedooropenedandthesoldiersfiledin。
Ombrevalstoodlikeastatue，thunderstruckwithamazementatthismostunlooked—forturningofthetables，hisfaceashen，hisweakmouthfallenopenandhiseyesfearful。
DesCadoux，whohadalsorisen，seemedtotakeinthesituationataglance。Likeawell—bredgamesterwhoknowshowtolosewithagoodgracetheoldgentlemanlaugheddrilytohimselfashetappedhissnuff—box。
\"Wearedelightfullytaken，cherVicomte，\"hemurmured，applyingthetobaccotohisnostrilashespoke。\"It’soddsyouwon’tbeabletorepeatthatprettystorytoanymoreofyourfriends。Iwarnedyouthatyouinclinedtorelateittoooften。\"
Withasuddenoath，Ombreval—movedtovalourbytheblindragethatpossessedhim—sprangatLaBoulaye。But，assuddenly，Garincaughthisarmsfrombehindandheldhimfast。
\"Removethemboth，\"LaBoulayecommanded。\"Placetheminsafetyforthenight，andseethattheydonotescapeyou，Garin，asyouvalueyourneck。\"
DesCoudaxshuthissnuff—boxwithasnap。
\"Formypart，Iamready，Monsieur—yourpardon—Citizen，\"hesaid，\"andIshallgiveyounotrouble。ButsinceIamnot，Itakeit，includedintheordersyouhavereceived，Ihaveaproposaltomakewhichmayprovemutuallyconvenient。\"
\"Praymakeit，Citizen，\"saidLaBoulaye。
\"ItoccurstomethatitmayoccasionyousomemeasureofannoyancetocarrymeallthewaytoParis—andcertainly，formypart，I
shouldmuchprefernottoundertakethejourney。Foronething，itwillbefatiguing，foranother，Ihavenodesiretolookuponthenextworldthroughthelittlewindowoftheguillotine。Iwish，then，topropose，Citizen，\"pursuedtheoldnobleman，nonchalantlydustingsomefragmentsoftobaccofromhiscravat。\"thatyoudealwithmeoutofhand。\"
\"How，Citizen？\"inquiredLaBoulaye。
\"Why，yourmen，Itakeitaretolerablemarksmen。Ithinkthatitmightprovemoreconvenienttobothofusifyouweretohavemeshotassoonasthereislightenough。\"
LaBoulaye’seyesrestedinalmostimperceptiblekindnessuponDesCadoux。Here，atleast，wasanaristocratwithaspirittobeadmiredandemulated。
\"Youarechoosingthelesseroftwoevils，Citizen，\"saidtheDeputy。
\"Precisely，\"answeredDesCadoux。
\"Butpossibly，Citizen，itmaybeyourstoavoidboth。Youshallhearfrommeinthemorning。Ibegthatyouwillsleeptranquillyinthemeantime。Garin，removetheprisoners。\"
CHAPTERXV
LABOULAYEBAITSHISHOOK
ForfullyanhouraftertheirprisonershadbeenremovedLaBoulayepacedthenarrowlimitsofthekitchenwithfaceinscrutableandbusymind。HerecalledwhatSuzannehadsaidtouchingherbetrothaltoOmbreval，whomshelookedtomeetatTreves。Thismiserableindividual，then，wasthemanforwhosesakeshehaddupedhim。ButOmbrevalatleastwasinCaron’spower，anditcametohimnowthatbyvirtueofthatcircumstancehemightdeviseawaytobringherbackwithouttheneedtogoafterher。Hewouldsendherword—aye，andproof—thathehadtakenhimcaptive，anditshouldbeherstochoosewhethershewouldcometohisrescueandhumbleherselftosavehimorleavehimtohisfate。InthathouritseemedallonetoLaBoulayewhichcourseshefollowed，sincebyeither，hereasoned，shemustbebroughttosuffer。Thathelovedherwaswithhimnowamatterthathadsunkintocomparativeinsignificance。
Thesentimentthatruledhismindwasanger，withitsnaturalconcomitant—thedesiretopunish。
AndwhenmorningcametheDeputy’sviewofthesituationwasstillunchanged。Hewasastiratanearlyhour，andwithoutsomuchaswaitingtobreakhisfast，hebadeGarinbringintheprisoners。
Theirappearancewasineachcasetypical。Ombrevalwassullenandhisdressuntidy，evenwhenallowancehadbeenmadefortheinherentuntidinessoftheRepublicandisguisewhichhehadadoptedtosolittlepurpose。DesCadouxlookedwellandfreshafterhisrest，andgavetheDeputyanairy\"Goodmorning\"asheentered。Hehadbeenatsomepains，too，withhistoilet，andalthoughhishairwasslightlydisarrangedandmostofthepowderwasgonefromtherightside，suggestingthathehadlainonit，hisappearanceinthemainwascreditablyelegant。
\"CitizenOmbreval，\"saidLaBoulaye，inthatstern，emotionlessvoicethatwasbecomingcharacteristicofhim，\"sinceyouhaveacquaintedyourselfwiththecontentsoftheletteryoustolefromthemanyoumurdered，youcannotbeindoubtastomyintentionsconcerningyou。\"
TheVicomtereddenedwithanger。
\"ForyourintentionsIcarenothing，\"heansweredhotly—renderedverybravebypassion—\"butIwillhaveyouconsideryourwords。
DoyousaythatIstoleandmurdered？Youforget，M。leRepublican，thatIamagentlemen。\"
\"Meaning，ofcourse，thattheclassthatsodescribeditselfcoulddothesethingswithimpunitywithouthavingthemcalledbytheirpropernames，isitnotso？ButyoualsoforgetthattheRepublichasabolishedgentlemen，andwiththem，theirdisgracefulprivileges。\"
\"Canaille！\"growledtheVicomte，hiseyesablazewithwrath。
\"Citizen—aristocrat，consideryourwords！\"LaBoulayehadsteppedcloseuptohim，andhisvoicethrobbedwithasuddenangernowhitlesscompellingthanOmbreval’s。\"Fool！letmehearthatwordagain，appliedeithertomeortoanyofmyfollowers，andI’llhaveyoubeatenlikeadog。\"
Andasthelessereverdoesgivewaybeforethegreater，sonowdidtheangerthathadsustainedOmbrevalgodownandvanishbeforetheoverwhelmingpassionofLaBoulaye。HegrewpaletothelipsattheDeputy’sthreat，andhiseyescravenlyavoidedthesteadygazeofhiscaptor。
\"Youdeservelittleconsiderationatmyhands，Citizen，\"saidLaBoulaye，morequietly，\"andyetIhaveamindtogiveyoualessoningenerosity。WestartforParisinhalf—an—hour。Ifanywhereyoushouldhavefriendsexpectingyou，whomyoumightwishtoappriseofyourposition，youmayspendthehalf—hourthatisleftinwritingtothem。Iwillseethatyourletterreachesitsdestination。\"
Ombreval’spallorseemedtointensify。HiseyeslookedtroubledastheywereraisedtoLaBoulaye’s。Thentheyfellagain，andtherewasapause。Atlast—
\"Ishallbegladtoavailmyselfofyouroffer，\"hesaid，inavoicethatformeeknesswasludicrouslyatvariancewithhislateutterances。
\"Thenpraydosoatonce。\"AndLaBoulayetookdownaninkhornaquill，andasheafofpaperfromthemantel—shelfbehindhim。
Theseheplacedonthetable，andsettingachair，hesignedtothearistocrattobeseated。
\"Andnow，CitizenCadoux，\"saidLaBoulaye，turningtotheoldnobleman，\"IshallbegladifyouwillhonourmebysharingmybreakfastwhileCitizenOmbrevalisathiswriting。\"
DesCadouxlookedupinsomesurprise。
\"Youaretoogood，Monsieur，\"saidhe，inclininghishead。\"Butafterwards？\"
\"Ihavedecided，\"saidLaBoulaye，withtheghostofasmile，\"todealwithyourcasemyself，Citizen。\"
Theolddandytookadeepbreath，buttheglanceofhisblueeyeswassteadfast，andhislipssmiledashemadeanswer：
\"Againyouaretoogood。IfearedthatyouwouldcarrymetoParis，andatmyagethejourneyisatiresomeone。Iamgrateful，andmeanwhile，—why，sinceyouaresogoodastoinviteme，letusbreakfast，byallmeans。\"
Theysatdownatasmalltableintheembrasureofthewindow，andtheirhostessplacedbeforethemaboiledfowl，adishofeggs，astewofherbs，andaflaskofredwine，allofwhichLaBoulayehadbiddenherprepare。
\"Why，itisafeast，\"declaredDesCadoux，inexcellenthumour，andforallthathewasundertheimpressionthathewastodieinhalf—an—hourheatewiththeheartiestgood—will，chattingpleasantlythewhilewiththeRepublican—thefirstRepublicanwithwhomithadeverbeenhisaristocraticlottositattable。AndwhattimethemealproceededOmbreval—withtwosoldiersstandingbehindhischair—pennedhislettertoMademoiselledeBellecour。
HadLaBoulaye—inspiredbythedesiretoavengehimselfforthetreacheryofwhichhehadbeenthevictim—dictatedthatepistle，tcouldnothavebeenindictedinamannerbettersuitedtohisends。
Itwasamaudlin，piteousletter，inwhich，ratherthanmakinghisfarewells，theVicomtebesoughttheaidofSuzanne。Hewas，hewrote，inthehandsofmenwhomightbebribed，andsinceshewasrich—forheknewofthetreasurewithwhichshehadescaped—hebasedhishopesuponheremployingaportionofherrichestoobtaininghisenlargement。She，hecontinued，washisonlyhope，andforthesakeoftheirlove，forthesakeoftheircommonnobility，hebesoughthernottofailhimnow。Carriedawaybythepiteousnessofhisentreatiesthetearswelleduptohiseyesandtrickleddownhischeeks，oneortwoofthemfindingtheirwaytothepaperthussmearingitwithanappealmorepiteousstillifpossiblethanthatofhismaudlinwords。
Atlasttheletterwasended。Hesealeditwithawaferandwrotethesuperscription：
\"ToMademoiselledeBellecour。Atthe’HoteldesTroisRois，’
Treves。\"
Heannouncedthecompletionofhistask，andLaBoulayebadehimgojoinDesCadouxatthenexttableandtakesomefoodbeforesettingout，whilsttheDeputyhimselfnowsatdowntowrite。
\"Citoyenne，’hewrote，\"themantowhomyouarebetrothed，forwhosesakeyoustoopedtotreacheryandattemptedmurder，isinmyhands。
ThushasHeavensetitinmypowertopunishyou，iftheknowledgethathetravelstotheguillotineislikelytoproveapunishment。
Ifyouwouldrescuehim，cometomeinParis，and，conditionally，Imaygiveyouhislife。\"
That，hethoughtshouldhumbleher。HefoldedhisletterroundOmbreval’sandhavingsealedthepackage，headdresseditasOmbrevalhadaddressedhisownmissive。
\"Garin，\"hecommandedbriefly，\"removetheCitizenOmbreval。\"
Whenhehadbeenobeyed，andGarinhadconductedtheVicomtefromtheroom，LaBoulayeturnedagaintoDesCadoux。Theywerealone，savingthetwosoldiersguardingthedoor。
Theoldmanrose，andmakingthesignofthecross，hesteppedforward，calmandintrepidofbearing。
\"Monsieur，\"heannouncedtoLaBoulaye，whowaseyeinghimwiththefaintesttingeofsurprise，\"Iamquiteready。\"
\"Haveyoualwaysbeensodevout，Citizen？\"inquiredtheDeputy。
\"Alas！noMonsieur。Buttherecomesatimeinthelifeofeverymanwhen，forafewmomentsatleast，heispronetogrowmindfulofthelessonslearntinchildhood。\"
ThesurpriseincreasedinLaBoulaye’scountenance。Atlastheshruggedhisshoulders，afterthemannerofonewhoabandonsaproblemthathasgrowntooknotty。
\"CitizendesCadoux，\"saidhe，\"IhavedeliberatedthatsinceI
havereceivednoordersfromParisconcerningyou，andalsosinceIamnotbyprofessionacatch—pollthereisnoreasonwhateverwhyIshouldcarryyoutoParis。Infact，Citizen，IknowofnoreasonwhyIshouldinterferewithyourfreedomatall。OnthecontrarywhenIrecallthekindnessyousoughttodomethatday，yearsago，atBellecour，IfindeveryreasonwhyIshouldfurtheryourescapefromtheRevolutionarytribunal。Ahorse，Citizen，standsreadysaddledforyou，andyouarefreetodepart，withtheonecondition，however，thatyouwillconsenttobecomemycourierforonce，andcarryaletterforme—amatterwhichshouldoccasionyou，Ithink，nodeviationfromyourjourney。\"
Theolddandy，inwhoseintrepidspiritthedeathwhichhehadbelievedimminenthadoccasionednotrembling，turnedpaleasLaBoulayeceased。HisblueeyeswereliftedalmosttimidlytotheDeputy’sface，andhislipquivered。
\"Youarenotgoingtohavemeshot，then？\"hefaltered。
\"Shot？\"echoedLaBoulaye，andthenherememberedtheprecisewordsoftherequestwhichDesCadouxhadpreferredthenightbefore，butwhich，atthetime，hehadtreatedlightly。\"Mafoi，youdonotflatterme！\"hecried。\"AmIamurderer，then？Come，come，Citizen，hereistheletterthatyouaretocarry。ItisaddressedtoMademoiselledeBellecour，atTreves，andenclosesOmbreval’sfarewellepistletothatlady。\"
\"But，gladly，Monsieur，\"exclaimedDesCadoux。
Andthen，asiftocoverhissuddenaccessofemotion，ofwhichhewasmostheartilyashamed，hefumbledforhissnuff—box，and，havingfoundit，hetookanenormouspinch。
Theypartedontheverybestoftermsdidthesetwo—thearistocratandtheRevolutionary—actuatedbyamutualesteemtemperedineachcasewithgratitude。
WhenatlastDesCadouxhadtakenasympatheticleaveofOmbrevalanddeparted，CaronorderedtheVicomtetobebroughtbeforehimagain，andatthesametimebadehismenmakereadyfortheroad。
\"Citizen，\"saidLaBoulaye，\"westartforParisatonce。Ifyouwillpassmeyourwordofhonourtoattemptnoescapeyoushalltravelwithusincompletefreedomandwithalldignity。\"
Ombrevallookedathimwithinsolentsurprise，hisweaksuperciliousmouthgrowingmoresuperciliouseventhanitswont。Hehadrecoveredagooddealofhisspiritbynow。
\"Passyoumywordofhonour？\"heechoed。\"MonDieu！mygoodfellowawordofhonourisabondbetweengentlemen。IthinktoowellofminetopassittothefirstgreasyrascaloftheRepublicthatasksitofme。\"
LaBoulayeeyedhimasecondwithaglancebeforewhichthearistocratgrewpale，andalreadyregrettedhimofhiswords。TheveinsintheDeputy’stempleswereswollen。
\"Iwarnedyou，\"saidhe，inadullvoice。ThentothesoldiersstandingoneithersideofOmbreval—\"Takehimout，\"hesaid，\"mounthimonhorseback。Lethimridewithhishandspinionedbehindhisback，andhisfeetlashedtogetherunderthehorse’sbelly。Attendtoit！\"
\"Monsieur，\"criedtheyoungman，inanappealingvoice，\"Iwillgiveyoumywordofhonournottoescape。Iwill—\"
\"Takehimout，\"LaBoulayerepeated，withadullbarkofcontempt。
\"Youhadyourchance，Citizen—aristocrat。\"
Ombrevalsethisteethandclenchedhishands。
\"Canaille！\"hesnarled，inhisfury。
\"Hold！\"Caroncalledafterthedepartingmen。
Theyobeyed，andnowthiswretchedVicomte，ofsuchunstablespiritdroppedallhisangeragain，assuddenlyashehadcaughtitup。
Fearpaledhischeekandpalsiedhislimbsoncemore，forLaBoulaye’sexpressionwasveryterrible。
\"YouknowwhatIsaidthatIwouldhavedonetoyouifyouusedthatwordagain？\"LaBoulayequestionedhimcoldly。
\"I—Iwasbesidemyself，Monsieur，\"theothergasped，intheintensityofhisfear。AndatthesightofhispitiableconditiontheangerfellawayfromLaBoulaye，andhesmiledscornfully。
\"Myfaith，\"hesneered。\"Youarehotonemomentandcoldthenext。
Citizen，Iamafraidthatyouarenobetterthanavulgarcoward。
Takehimaway，\"heended，wavinghishandtowardsthedoor，andashewatchedthemleadinghimouthereflectedbitterlythatthiswasthemantowhomSuzannewasbetrothed—themanwhom，notadoubtofit，sheloved，sinceforhimshehadstoopedsolow。Thismiserablecravenshepreferredtohim，becausetheman，soignobleofnature，wasnoblebytheaccidentofbirth。
PARTIII
THEEVERLASTINGRULE
Loverulesthecourt，thecamp，thegrove，Andmenbelowandsaintsabove，ForloveisHeavenandHeavenislove。
TheLayoftheLastMinstrel。
CHAPTERXVI
CECILEDESHAIX
InhislodgingsatthecorneroftheRue—St。HonoreandtheRuedelaRepublique—latelychanged，intheall—encompassingmetamorphosis，from\"RueRoyale\"sattheDeputyCaronLaBoulayeathiswriting—table。
Therewasaflushonhisfaceandasparkleintheeyesthatlookedpensivelybeforehimwhattimehegnawedthefeatheredendofhisquill。InhisearsstillrangtheacclamationsthathadgreetedhisbrilliantspeechintheAssemblythatday。HewasofthepartyoftheMountain—aswasbutnaturalinaprotegeoftheSeagreenRobespierre—apartymorefamedforitsdirectnessofpurposethaneleganceofexpression，andinitsrankstherewasroomandtospareforsuchoratorsashe。TheseasonwasMarchof’93—aseasonmarkedbythedeadlyfeudraging’twixttheGirondinsandtheMountain，andinthatbattleoftonguesLaBoulayewascoveringhimselfwithgloryanddoingcredittohispatron，theIncorruptible。
HewasofarhetoricnotinferiortoVergniaud’s—thatmosteloquentGirondon—andofaquicknessofwitandhonestyofaimunrivalledinthewholebodyoftheConvention，andwiththesegiftsheharassedtonolittlepurposethosesmooth—tonguedlegislatorsoftheGironde，whomDumouriezcalledtheJesuitsoftheRevolution。HispopularitywiththemenoftheMountainandwiththemassesofPariswasgrowingdaily，andthecrushingreplyhehadthatdaydeliveredtothechargespreferredbyVergniaudwaslikelytoincreasehisfame。
Well，therefore，mighthesitwithflushedcheeksandsparklingeyeschewingthebuttofhispenandsmilingtohimselfatthememoryoftheenthusiasmofwhichhehadbeenthecentreahalf—hourago。
Here，indeed，wassomethingthatamanmightlivefor，somethingthatamanmighttakepridein，andsomethingthatmightconsoleamanforawoman’streachery。What，indeed，couldwoman’slovegivehimthatmightcomparewiththis？Wasitnotmoregloriousfartomakehimselftheadmired，therevered，theveryidolofthosesternmen，thanthebelovedofasimperinggirl？Thelatteranycoxcombwithawell—cutcoatmightencompass，buttheformerachievementwasaman’swork。
Andyet，forallthathereasonedthusspeciouslyandphilosophically，therewasamomentwhenhisbrowgrewcloudedandhiseyeslosttheirsparkle。HewasthinkingofthatnightintheinnatBoisvert，whenhehadkneltbesideherandshehadliedtohim。Hewasthinkingofthehappiness，thatforafewbriefhourshadbeenhis，untilhediscoveredhowbaselyshehaddeceivedhim，andforallthefull—flavourofhispresentelationitseemedtohimthatinthatotherhappinesswhichhenowaffectedtodespisebycontrast，therehaddweltagreater，amorecontentingsweetness。
WouldshecometoParis？Hehadaskedhimselfthatquestioneverydayofthetwentythatwerespentsincehisreturn。AndinthemeantimetheVicomted’OmbrevallayintheprisonoftheLuxembourgawaitingtrial。ThathehadnotyetbeenarraignedhehadtothanktheeffortsofLaBoulaye。TheyoungDeputyhadinformedRobespierrethatforreasonsofhisownhewishedtheci—devantVicomte，tobekeptinprisonsomelittletime，andtheIncorruptible，peeringathimoverhishorn—rimmedspectacles，hadshruggedhisshouldersandanswered：
\"Butcertainly，cherCaron，sinceitisyourwish。HewillbesafeintheLuxembourg。\"
Hehadpressedhisprotegeforareason，butLaBoulayehadevadedthequestion，promisingtoenlightenhimlater。
SincethenCaronhadwaited，andnowitwasmorethantimethatMademoisellemadesomesign。OrwasitthatneitherOmbreval’scravenentreatiesnorhisownshortmessagehadaffectedher？WasshewhollyheartlessandlikelytoproveasfaithlesstotheVicomteinhishourofneedasshehadprovedtohim？
Withatossoftheheadhedismissedherfromhisthoughts，anddippinghisquill，hebegantowrite。
>Fromthestreetcamethedullrollofbeatendrumsandtherhythmicalfallofmarchingfeet。ButthesoundwastoocommoninrevolutionaryParistoarrestattention，andhewroteon，heedingitaslittleashedidthegruffvoiceofapastry—cookcryinghiswares，theshrillercallofamilkman，ortheoccasionalrumblingsofpassingvehicles。Butofasuddenoneofthoserumblingsceasedabruptlyathisdoor。Heheardtherattleofhoofsandthegrindofthewheelagainstthepavement，andlookingup，heglancedacrossattheormolutimepieceonhisovermantel。Itwasnotyetfouro’clock。
Wonderingwhetherthevisitormightbeforhimorforthetenantofthefloorabove，hesatlisteninguntilhisdooropenedandhisofficial—theeuphemismof\"servant\"intherevolutionarylexicon—cametoannouncethatawomanwasbelow，askingtoseehim。
NowforallthathebelievedhimselftohavebecomeaboveemotionswhereMademoiselledeBellecourwasconcerned，hefelthispulsesquickenattheverythoughtthatthismightbesheatlast。
\"Whatmannerofwoman，Brutus？\"heasked。
\"Aprettywoman，Citizen，\"answeredBrutus，withagrin。\"ItistheCitoyenneDeshaix。\"
LaBoulayemadeanimpatientgesture。
\"Fool。whydidyounotsayso，\"hecriedsharply。
\"Fool，youdidnotaskme，\"answeredtheservant，withthattouching，fraternalfranknessadoptedbyalltruepatriots。Hewasathin，under—sizedmanofperhapsthirtyyearsofage，anddressedinblack，withadecency—underLaBoulaye’ssuasion—thatwasratheratvariancewithhisextremedemocracy。HisrealnamewasFerdinand，but，followingafashionprevailingamongtheultra—republicans，hehadrenamedhimselfafterthefamousRomanpatriot。
LaBoulayetoyedamomentwithhispen，afrowndarkeninghisbrow。
Then：
\"Admither，\"hesighedwearily。
Andpresentlyshecame，aprettywoman，asBrutushaddeclared，veryfair，andwiththeinnocenteyesofababy。Shewassmallofstature，andbytheegregiousheightofherplume—crownedhead—dressitwouldseemasifshesoughtbyarttoaddtotheinchesshehadreceivedfromNature。Fortherestsheworeapinkpetticoat，veryextravagantlybeflounced，andapinkcorsagecutextravagantlylow。
Inonehandshecarriedafan—hardlyasaweaponagainstheat，seeingthatthewinterwasnotyetout—intheotherahugebunchofearlyroses。
\"Tevoile！\"washergreeting，merrily—roguishly—delivered，andiftheRevolutionhaddonenothingelseforher，ithad，atleast，enabledhertoaddressLaBoulayebythe\"Thou\"ofintimacywhichthenewvocabularyprescribed。
LaBoulayerose，laidasidehispen，andpolitely，ifcoolly，returnedhergreetingandsetachairforher。
\"Youare，\"saidhe，\"averyharbingerofSpring，Citoyenne，withyourflowersandyourravishingtoilette。\"
\"Ah！Ipleaseyou，then，foronce，\"saidshewithouttheleastembarrassment。\"Tellme—howdoyoufindme？\"And，laughing，sheturnedaboutthathemightadmireherfromallpointsofview。
Helookedathergravelyforamoment，sogravelythatthelaughterbegantofadefromhereyes。
\"Ifindyoucharming，Citoyenne，\"heansweredatlast。\"YouremindmeofDiana。\"
\"Compliments？\"quothshe，hereyebrowsgoingupandhereyesbeamingwithsurpriseanddelight。\"ComplimentsfromLaBoulaye！Butsurelyitistheendoftheworld。Tellme，monami，\"shebegged，greedilyanglingformore，\"inwhatdoIremindyouofthesylvangoddess？\"
\"Inthescantinessofyourraiment，Citoyenne，\"heansweredacidly。
\"ItsortsbetterwithArcadiathanwithParis。\"
Hereyebrowscamedown，hercheeksflushedwithresentmentanddiscomfiture。Tocoverthissheflungherrosesamongthepapersofhiswriting—table，anddroppingintoachairshefannedherselfvigorously。
\"Citoyenne，yourelievemyanxieties，\"saidhe。\"Ifearedthatyoustoodindangeroffreezing。\"
\"Tofreezeisnomorethanonemightexpectinyourcompany，\"sheanswered，stiflingheranger。
Hemadenoreply。Hemovedtothewindow，andstooddrummingabsentlyonthepanes。HewasinuredtotheseinvasionsonthepartofCecileDeshaixandtothebold，unwomanlyadvancesthatrepelledhim。To—dayhispatiencewithherwasevenshorterthanitswont，haplybecausewhenhisofficialhadannouncedawomanhehadforamomentpermittedhimselftothinkthatitmightbeSuzanne。Thesilencegrewawkward，andatlasthebrokeit。
\"TheCitizenRobespierreiswell？\"heasked，withoutturning。
\"Yes，\"saidshe，andforallthattherewaschagrintospareintheglancewithwhichsheadmiredthebackofhisstraightandshapelyfigure，shecontrivedtorenderhervoiceairilyindifferent。
\"Wewereattheplaylastnight。\"
\"Ah！\"hemurmuredpolitely。\"AndwasTalmainveine？\"
\"Morebrilliantthanever，\"answeredshe。
\"Heisagreatactor，Citoyenne。\"
Ashadeofannoyancecrossedherface。
\"WhydoyoualwaysaddressmeasCitoyenne？\"sheasked，withsometestiness。
Heturnedatlastandlookedatheramoment。
\"Weliveinacensoriousworld，Citoyenne，\"heansweredgravely。
Shetossedherheadwithanexclamationofimpatience。
\"Weliveinafreeworld，Citizen。Freedomisourmotto。IsitfornothingthatweareRepublicans？\"
\"Freedomofactionbegetsfreedomofwords，\"saidhe，\"andfreedomofwordsleadstofreedomofcriticism—andthatisathingtowhichnowisewomanwillexposeherself，nomatterunderwhatregimewelive。Youwouldbewell—advised，Citoyenne，inthinkingofthatwhenyoucomehere。\"
\"Butyounevercometous，Caron，\"shereturned，inavoiceofmildcomplaint。\"YouhavenotbeenoncetoDuplay’ssinceyourreturnfromBelgium。Andyouseemdifferent，too，sinceyourjourneytothearmy。\"Sherosenowandapproachedhim。\"Whatisit，cherCaron？\"sheasked，hervoiceaverycaressofseductiveness，hereyeslookingupintohis。\"Issomethingtroublingyou？\"
\"Troublingme？\"heechoed，musingly。\"No。ButthenIamabusyman，Citoyenne。\"
Awaveofredseemedtosweepacrossherface，andherheelbeattheparquetfloor。
\"IfyoucallmeCitoyenneagainIshallstrikeyou，\"shethreatenedhim。
Helookeddownather，andshehadthefeelingthatbehindtheinscrutablemaskofhiscountenancehewaslaughingather。
\"Itwouldsortwellwithyouraudacity，\"hemadeanswercoolly。
Shefeltinthatmomentthatshehatedhim，anditwasamiraclethatshedidnotdoasshehadthreatened，forwithallhermeeklookssheownedaveryfiercestoftempers。Shedrewbackapaceortwo，andherglancefell。
\"Ishallnottroubleyouinfuture，\"shevowed。\"Ishallnotcomehereagain。\"
Hebowedslightly。
\"Iapplaudthewisdomofyourresolve—Cit—Cecile。Theworld，asIhavesaid，iscensorious。\"
Shelookedathimasecond，thenshelaughed，butitwaslaughterofthelipsonly；theeyeslookedsteelyasdaggersandascapableofmischief。
\"Adieu，CitizenLaBoulaye，\"shemurmuredmockingly。
\"Aurevoir，CitoyenneDeshaix，\"herepliedurbanely。
\"Ough！\"shegasped，andwiththatsuddenexclamationofpent—upwrath，shewhiskedaboutandwentrustlingtothedoor。
\"Citoyenne，\"hecalledafterher，\"youareforgettingyourflowers。\"
Shehalted，andseemedforasecondtohesitate，lookingathimoddly。Thenshecamebacktothetableandtookupherroses。
Againshelookedathim，andletthebouquetfallbackamongthepapers。
\"Ibroughtthemforyou，Caron，\"shesaid，\"andI’llleavethemwithyou。Wecanatleastbefriends，canwenot？\"
\"Friends？Butwereweeveraughtelse？\"heasked。
\"Alas！no，\"shesaidtoherself，whilstaloudshemurmured：\"I
thoughtthatyouwouldlikethem。Yourroomhassuchagloomy，sombreair，andafewrosesseemtodiffusesomeofthesunshineonwhichtheyhavebeennurtured。\"
\"Youaretoogood，Cecile’’heanswered，and，forallhiscoldness，hewastouchedalittlebythisthoughtfulness。
Shelookedupatthealteredtone，andtheexpressionofherfaceseemedtosoften。Butbeforeshecouldmakeanswertherewasarapatthedoor。Itopened，andBrutusstoodinthedoorway。
\"Citizen，\"heannounced，inhissourtones，\"thereisanotherwomanbelowaskingtoseeyou。\"
LaBoulayestarted，asagainhisthoughtsflewtoSuzanne，andadullflushcreptintohispalecheeksandmountedtohisbrow。
Cecile’seyeswereuponhim，herglancehardeningassheobservedthesesigns。Bitterenoughhaditbeentoendurehiscoldnesswhilstshehadimaginedthatitsprangfromtheausterityofhisnatureandtheabsorptionofhissoulinmatterspolitical。Butnowthatitseemedshemighthavecausetotemperherbitternesswithjealousyhersoulwasturnedtogall。
\"Whatmannerofwoman，Brutus？\"heaskedafterasecond’spause。
\"Tall，pale，straight，blackhair，blackeyes，silkgown—andsavoursthearistocrataleagueoff，\"answeredBrutus。
\"Yourofficialseemsgiftedwithaverycomprehensiveeye，\"saidCeciletartly。
ButLaBoulayepaidnoheedtoher。Theflushdeepenedonhisface，thenfadedagain，andhegrewoddlypale。Hisofficial’sinventoryofhercharacteristicsfittedMademoiselledeBellecourineverydetail。
\"Admither，Brutus，\"hecommanded，andhisvoicehadahuskysound。
Then，turningtoCecile，\"Youwillgivemeleave？\"hesaid，cloakingrudedismissalinitspolitestform。
\"Assuredly，\"sheansweredbitterly，makingshifttogo。\"Yourvisitorisnodoubtpolitical？\"shehalf—askedhalf—asserted。
Buthemadenoanswerasheheldthedoorforher，andbowedlowasshepassedout。Withawhitefaceandlipstightlycompressedshewent，andhalf—wayonthestairsshemetahandsomewoman，tallandofqueenlybearing，whoascended。HertoilettelackedtheelaboratenessofCecile’s，butshecarrieditwithanairwhichnotallthemodistesofFrancecouldhavesucceededinimpartingtotheCitoyenneDeshaix。
SodeadwasRobespierre’sniecetoeverysenseoffitnessthat，havingdrawnasidetoletthewomanpass，shestoodgazingafterheruntilshedisappearedroundtheangleofthelanding。Then，inafury，shesweptfromthehouseandintoherwaitingcoach，andasshedrovebacktoDuplay’sintheRueSt。Honoreshewasweepingbitterlyinherjealousrage。
CHAPTERXVII
LABOULAYE’SPROMISE
LaBoulayeremainedamomentbythedoorafterCecile’sdeparture；
thenhemovedawaytowardshisdesk，strivingtomasterthetumultuousthrobbingofhispulses。HiseyealightedonCecile’sroses，and，scarceknowingwhyhedidit，hepickedthemupandflungthembehindabookcase。Itwasbutdonewhenagainthedooropened，andhisofficialusheredinMademoiselledeBellecour。
Oddlyenough，atsightofher，LaBoulayegrewmasterofhimself。
Hereceivedherwithapoliteandveryformalbow—atrifleover—gracefulforapatriot。
\"So，Citoyenne，\"saidhe，andsocoldwashisvoicethatitseemedeventingedwithmockery，\"youarecomeatlast。\"
\"Icouldnotcomebefore，Monsieur，\"sheanswered，trembling。\"Theywouldnotletme。\"Then，afterasecond’spause：\"AmItoolate，Monsieur？\"sheasked。
\"No，\"heansweredher。\"Theci—devantVicomted’Ombrevalstillliesawaitingtrial。Willyounotbeseated？\"
\"Idonotlooktoremainlong。\"
\"Asyouplease，Citoyenne。IhavedelayedOmbreval’strialthinkingthatifnotmyletterwhythenhismightbringyou，soonerorlater，tohisrescue。Itmayinterestyoutohear，\"hecontinuedwithanunmistakablenoteofirony，\"thatthatbravebuthaplessgentlemanismuchfrettedathisincarceration。\"
Ashadowcrossedherface，whichremainedotherwisecalmandcomposed—thebeautiful，intrepidfacethathadmorethanoncebeenLaBoulaye’sundoing。
\"Iamgladthatyouhavewaited，Monsieur。Insodoingyouneedhavenodoubtsconcerningme。M。d’Ombrevalismybetrothed，andthetrothIplightedhimbindsmeinhonourtosuccourhimnow。\"
LaBoulayelookedsteadilyatherforamoment。
\"Uponmysoul，\"hesaidatlast，anoteofineffablesarcasmvibratinginhisvoice，\"Ishallneverceasetoadmiretheeffronteryofyourclass，andthecoolnesswithwhich，indespiteofdishonourableaction，youmakehigh—soundingtalkofhonourandthethingstowhichitbindsyou。Ihaveadimrecollection，Citoyenne，ofsomethinguncommonlylikeyourtrothwhichyouplightedmeonenightatBoisvert。ButsolittledidthatpromisebindyouthatwhenIsoughttoenforceyourfulfilmentofityoubrokemyheadandleftmetodieintheroad。\"
Hiswordsshookheroutofhercalm。Herbosomroseandfell，hereyesseemedtogrowhaggardandherhandswereclaspedconvulsively。
\"Monsieur，\"sheanswered，\"whenIgaveyoumypromisethatnightI
hadeveryintentionofkeepingit。Iswearit，asHeavenismywitness。\"
\"Youractionsmorethanprovedit，\"hesaiddryly。
\"Begenerous，Monsieur，\"shebegged。\"Itwasmymotherprevaileduponmetoaltermydetermination。SheurgedthatIshouldbedishonouredifIdidnot。\"
\"Thatwordagain！\"hecried。\"Whatpartitplaysinthelifeofthenoblesse。Allthatitsuitsyoutodo，youdobecausehonourbidsyou，alltowhichyouhaveboundyourselves，butwhichisdistasteful，youdiscoverthathonourforbids，andthatyouwouldbedishonoureddidyoupersist。ButIaminterruptingyou，Citoyenne。Didyourmotheradvanceanyarguments？\"
\"Thestrongestargumentofalllayhere，inmyheart，Monsieur，\"
sheansweredhim，rousedandhardenedbyhisscorn。\"Youmustseethatithadbecomewithmeamatterofchoosingthelesseroftwoevils。UponreflectionIdiscoveredthatIwasboundtotwomen，anditbehovedmetokeepthemorebindingofmypledges。\"
\"WhichyoudiscoveredtobeyourwordtoOmbreval，\"hesaid，andhisvoicegrewunconsciouslysofter，forhebegantorealisethequandaryinwhichshehadfoundherself。
Sheinclinedherheadassentingly。
\"TohimIhadgiventheearlierpromise，andthen，again，hewasofmyownclasswhilstyou—\"
\"Spareme，Citoyenne，\"hecried。\"Iknowwhatyouwouldsay。I
amoftherabble，andoflittlemoreaccountinamatterofhonourthana，beastofthefield。Itisthusthatyoureason，andyet，monDieu！Ihadthoughtthaterenowsuchnotionshaddiedoutwithyou，andthat，stupidenoughthoughyourclasshasproveditself，itwouldatleasthavedisplayedtheintelligencetoperceivethatitsdayisended，itssunset。\"Heturnedandpacedtheapartmentashespoke。\"TheLiliesofFrancehavebeenshornfromtheirstems，theyhavewitheredbytheroadside，andtheyhavebeentrampledintothedustbythemenofthenewregime，andyetitseemsthatyouothersofthenoblessehavenotlearntyourlesson。YouhavenotyetdiscoveredthathereinFrancethemanwhowasbornatillerofthesoilisstillaman，and，byhismanhood，theequalofaking，who，afterall，canbenomorethanaman，andissometimesless。
Enfin！\"heendedbrusquely。\"ThisisnottheNationalAssembly，andItalktoearsuntutoredinsuchthings。Letusdealratherwiththebusinessuponwhichyouarecome。\"
Sheeyedhimoutofapaleface，witheyesthatseemedfascinated。
Thatshortburstofthefieryeloquencethathadmadehimfamousrevealedhimtoherinanewlight：thelightofastrengthandcapacityaboveandbeyondthatwhich，already，shehadperceivedwashis。
\"Willyoubelieve，Monsieur，thatitcostmemanytearstouseyouasIdid？Ifyoubutknew—\"Andthereshepausedabruptly。ShehadallbuttoldhimofthekissthatshehadleftuponhisunconsciouslipsthateveningontheroadtoLiege。\"MonDieuhowIhatedmyself！\"Andsheshudderedasshespoke。
Heobservedallthis，andwithabrusquenessthatwaspartlyassumedhehastenedtoherrescue。
\"Whatisdoneisdone，Citoyenne。Come，letusleavereminiscences。
Youareheretoatone，Itakeit。\"
Atthatshestarted。Hiswordsremindedherofthoseofhisletter。
\"MonsieurLaBoulaye—\"
\"Ifitisallonetoyou，Citoyenne，Ishouldpreferthatyoucallmecitizen。\"
\"Citizen，then，\"sheamended。\"IhavebroughtwithmethegemswhichItoldyouwouldconstitutemydowry。InhislettertometheVicomtesuggestedthat—\"Shepaused。
\"ThatsomeRepublicanblackguardmightbebribed，\"heconcluded，verygently。
Hisgentlenessdeceivedher。Sheimaginedthatitmeantthathemightnotbeunwillingtoacceptsuchabribe，andthereuponshesetherselftopleadwithhim。Helisteneddispassionately，hishandsbehindhisback，hiseyesbentuponher，yetbetrayingnothingofhisthoughts。AtlastshebroughtherprayerforOmbreval’slifetoanend，andproducedasmallleatherbagwhichshesetuponthetable，beseechinghimtosatisfyhimselfastothevalueofthecontents。
Nowatlasthestirred。Hisfacegrewcrimsontotherootsofhishair，andhiseyesseemedofasuddentotakefire。Heseizedthatlittlebagandhelditinhishand。
\"Andso，MademoiselledeBellecour，\"saidhe，inaconcentratedvoice，\"youhavelearntsolittleofmethatyoubringmeabribeofgems。AmIahelot，thatyoushouldoffertobuymyverysoul？
Doyouthinkmyhonourissocheapathingthatyoucanhaveitforthematterofsomebitsofglass？Ordoyouimaginethatweofthenewregime，becausewedonotmouththewordateveryturn，havenosuchthingashonour？Forshame！\"Hepaused，hiswrathboilingoverashesoughtwordsinwhichtogiveitutterance。Andthen，wordsfailinghimtoexpressthehalfofwhatwasinhim，heliftedthebaghighabovehishead，andhurleditatherfeetwithaforcethatsenthalftheglitteringcontentsrollingabouttheparquetfloor。\"Citoyenne，yourjourneyhasbeeninvain。Iwillnottreatwithyouanotherinstant。\"
Sherecoiledbeforehiswrath，awhiteandfrightenedthingthatbutaninstantbackhadbeensocalmandself—possessed。Shegavenothoughttotheflashingjewelsscatteredaboutthefloor。Throughallthefearthatnowpossessedherrosetheconsiderationofthisman—thismanwhomshehadalmostconfessedhalf—shamedlytoherselfthatsheloved，thatnightontheLiegeroad；thismanwhoateveryturnamazedherandfilledherwithanewsenseofhisstrengthanddignity。
Then，bethinkingherofOmbrevalandofhermission，shetookhercourageinbothhands，and，advancingastep，shecastherselfuponherkneesbeforeCaron。
\"Monsieur，forgiveme，\"shebesoughthim。\"Imeantyounoinsult。
HowcouldI，whenmyeverywishistopropitiateyou？Bethinkyou，Monsieur，IhavejourneyedallthewayfromPrussiatosavethatman，becausemyhon—becauseheismybetrothed。Remember，Monsieur，youheldouttomethepromiseinyourletterthatifIcameyouwouldtreatwithme，andthatImightbuyhislifefromyou。\"
\"Why，soIdid，\"heanswered，touchedbyherhumiliationandhertears。\"Butyouwenttoofastinyourconclusions。\"
\"Forgivemethat。See！Iamonmykneestoyou。AmInothumbledenough？HaveInotsufferedenoughforthewrongImayhavedoneyou？\"
\"ItwouldtakethesufferingsofagenerationtoatoneforthewrongsI
haveenduredatthehandsofyourfamily，Citoyenne。\"
\"Iwilldowhatyouwill，Monsieur。BethinkyouthatIampleadingforthelifeofthemanIamtomarry。\"
Helookeddownuponhernowinanemotionthatinitswaywasaspowerfulasherown。Yethisvoicewashardandsternlygovernedashenowaskedher\"Isthatanargument，Mademoiselle？Isitanargumentlikelytoprevailwiththemanwho，forhistwice—confessedloveofyou，hassufferedsoretrials？\"
Hefeltthatinawayshehadconqueredhim；hiscareer，whichbutthatdayhadseemedall—sufficingtohim，wasnowfallenintothelimboofdisregard。Theonethingwhosepossessionwouldrenderhislifeahappyone，whoseabsencewouldleavehimnowalastingunhappiness，knelthereathisfeet。Forgottenwerethewrongshehadsuffered，forgottenthepurposetohumbleandtopunish。
Everythingwasforgottenandsilencedbythecompellingvoiceofhisblood，whichcriedoutthathelovedher。Hestoopedtoherandcaughtherwristsinagripthatmadeherwince。Hisvoicegrewtense。
\"Ifyouwouldbribemetosavehislife，Suzanne，thereisbutonepricethatyoucanpay。\"
\"Andthat？\"shegaspedhereyeslookingupwithascaredexpressionintohismasterfulface。
\"Yourself，\"hewhispered，withanardourthatalmostamountedtofierceness。
Shegazedasecondathimingrowingalarm，thenshedraggedherhandsfromhisgrasp，andcoveringherfaceshefella—sobbing。
\"Donotmisunderstandme，\"hecried，ashestooderectoverher。
\"IfyouwouldhaveOmbrevalsavedandsentoutofFranceyoumustbecomemywife。\"
\"Yourwife？\"sheechoed，pausinginherweeping，andforamomentanoddhappinessseemedtofillher。Butassuddenlyasithadarisendidshestifleit。WasshenotthenobledaughterofthenobleMarquisdeBellecourandwasnotthisalowlybornmemberofarabblegovernment？Therecouldbenosuchmating。Ashudderranthroughher。\"Icannot，Monsieur，Icannot！\"shesobbed。
Helookedatheramomentwithaglancethatwasalmostofsurprise，then，withaslightcompressionofthelipsandthefaintestraisingoftheshoulders，heturnedfromherandstrodeovertothewindow。
TherewasaconsiderableconcourseofpeopleontheirwaytothePlacedelaRepublique，forthehourofthetumbrilswasathand。
Ahalf—dozenofthoseunsexedviragosproducedbytheRevolution，infilthygarments，redbonnetsandstreaminghair，weremarchingbytotheraucouschorusofthe\"Caira！\"
Heturnedfromthesightindisgust，andagainfacedhisvisitor。
\"Citoyenne，\"hesaid，inacomposedvoice，\"Iamafraidthatyourjourneyhasbeeninvain。\"
Sherosenowfromherknees，andadvancedtowardshim。
\"Monsieur，youwillnotbesocruelastosendmeawayempty—handed？\"
shecried，scarceknowingwhatshewassaying。
Buthelookedathergravely，andwithoutanysignofmelting。
\"Onwhat，\"heasked，\"doyoubaseanyclaimuponme？\"
\"Onwhat？\"sheechoed，andherglancevastroubledwithperplexity。
Thenofasuddenitcleared。\"Onthelovethatyouhaveconfessedforme，\"shecried。
Helaughedashortlaugh—halfamazement，halfscorn。
\"MonDieu！\"heexclaimed，tossinghisarmstoHeaven，\"afineclaimthat，asIlive；afineargumentbywhichtoinducemetoplaceanothermaninyourarms。IamtodoitbecauseIloveyou！\"
Theygazedateachothernow，shewithaglanceofstrainedanxiety，hewiththesamelookofhalf—contemptuouswonder。Andthenacreakingrumblefrombelowattractedhisattention，andhelookedround。Hemovedforwardandthrewthewindowwide，lettinginwiththeMarchairanoddmedleyofsoundstowhichtherollingofdrumsaffordedamostcongruousaccompaniment。
\"Look，Citoyenne，\"hesaid，andhepointedoutthefirsttumbril，whichwascomingroundthecorneroftheRueSt。Honore。
Sheapproachedwithsomeshrinkingbegottenbyasuspicionofwhatshewasdesiredtosee。
Inthestreetbelow，amongavociferatingcrowdofallsortsandconditions，theblackdeath—cartmovedonitswaytotheguillotine。
ItwasprecededbyacompanyofNationalGuards，andfollowedbythedrummersandanothercompanyonfoot。Withinthefatalvehicletravelledthreemenandtwowomen，accompaniedbyaconstitutionalpriest—oneofthoserenegadeswhohadtakentheoathimposedbytheConvention。Thetwowomensatmotionless，morelikestatuesthanlivingbeings，theirfaceslividandhorriblyexpressionless，sonumbedweretheirintelligencesbyfear。Ofthemen，onestoodcalmanddignified，anotherkneltathisprayers，andwassubject，therefore，tothegreaterportionofthegibesthemobwasofferingthesepoorvictims；thethird，averyelegantgentlemaninagreencoatandbuckskinbreeches，leantnonchalantlyupontherailofthetumbrilandexchangedgibeswiththepeople。Allfiveofthemwereintheprimeoflife，and，bytheirtoilettesandtheairthatclungtothem，belongedunmistakablytothenoblesse。
OneglancedidMademoisellebestowuponthattragicspectacle，thenwithashuddershedrewback，herfacegoingdeathlywhite。
\"Whydidyoubidmelook？\"shemoaned。