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Find one to love and there will be proof of your patriotism." "You take much interest in me," said Bruslart. "Is there not a kind of friendship between us?" was the reply. "Were I Lucien Bruslart, I should leave Paris. I know a man who would do something to help him." Bruslart looked at him steadily for a moment.
"I thought so," said Legrand. "It did not trouble me much last night, but this morning mademoiselle, I was so surprised that I called on Monsieur Bruslart this morning. He has left Paris." "Gone!" "Leaving no word behind him, mademoiselle." "It is more likely that he has been arrested," said Jeanne. "I have inquired. He has not been arrested, but he would have been had he remained."
With a cry of rage, despair, and terror, Bruslart sank trembling in a heap to the floor of the tumbril. Latour did not move. He had not turned to look at Pauline Vaison. The thought of another woman was in his soul. Was she safe? There was a pause, the crowd was so dense at this corner; then the tumbril moved on again. The corner was turned.
It was therefore past noon on the following day when Sabatier found him and related what had occurred at the wine shop on the previous evening. "Citizen Bruslart is no coward," concluded Sabatier, as though he considered even grudging praise from a man like himself conferred distinction upon the recipient.
"I am a man, citizen, who fears nothing. I can recognize another man who fears God or man as little as I do." "The wine has cured me," said Latour. "I shall do my business, nothing more. I am not a fool. There will be no need of carefulness. Sabatier, to-morrow you must find out what Citizen Bruslart does. His movements may be interesting." "And this man Barrington?"
"Well, Master Richard, I've always found it a good rule to have as little as possible to do with people you don't understand." It was wise advice, perhaps, but the fact that Barrington had accused himself of entertaining a selfish hope that Lucien Bruslart was not a worthy man inclined him to believe in him, to trust him.
Bruslart arrived at his mistress's house at night, his belt bristling with pistols and poniards, and "always ready for a desperate hand-to-hand fight." Together with this swaggerer Mme. de Vaubadon received a certain Ollendon, a Chouan of doubtful reputation, who was said to have gone over to the police through need of money.
The one can be used and gloried in, evidence of the other would only make the mob suspicious. Is there any other way you can suggest?" Barrington was thoughtful for a moment, making up his mind whether he should tell Lucien Bruslart of Latour's movements. "No," he said slowly, "I have no other suggestion to make."
I believed Barrington to be an honest man, and I rescued the prisoner from the Abbaye, and brought her here, only to find that she was one Pauline Vaison, a woman Bruslart was to marry. Bruslart, however, had made no effort to save her. He had apparently sacrificed her to help you, and Barrington had helped him." "It might appear so, monsieur, but such was not the case," said Jeanne.
He had hoped that Bruslart would have accomplished more, but it was something that he had done so much. It was absurd to feel any disappointment, in so short a time what more could he have done? Yet Barrington walked rapidly and in the direction of the Rue Valette. Bruslart had said nothing to alter his determination to see Raymond Latour.
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