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For a moment she stood on the threshold apparently with some feeling for the dramatic effect in her attitude, then she entered and closed the door. "Yes, Pauline," she said. Bruslart had been taken unawares; he had unfortunately allowed the woman to see his surprise, and cursed his folly as he regained his equanimity with an effort. "You are welcome, Pauline, as welcome as "
"Yes, mademoiselle, though I am surprised that you know me. Monsieur Barrington is also in my hands." "Most of this story I already know from Monsieur Barrington," she returned. "If you will believe my word, I can show you that he was not in Lucien Bruslart's confidence at all, that Lucien Bruslart from the first deceived him.
"But " "Nothing at all," Jeanne answered. "I have heard him spoken of as being one of the leaders of the Revolution. To my knowledge I have never seen him." "Has Lucien Bruslart never mentioned him?" "As we drove here that morning he said that this Latour was one of the most bitter antagonists of aristocrats, and that he would do all in his power to capture me.
The original minutes of Pierre's disclosures, written in French, still exist among the correspondence of M. Leon Bruslart, the contemporary ambassador from the court of France to the Republic; and they were translated into Italian, with which language Pierre was but imperfectly acquainted, by his friend Renault, in order that they might be presented to the Inquisitors.
It was evidently a signal, for the door was opened at once and Lucien Bruslart stood before him. "So soon!" he exclaimed. Legrand entered, pushing Bruslart back into the room, and shut the door. "She's gone! Escaped! Last night!" Bruslart showed no sign of surprise. He sat on the edge of the table and waited for more information. Legrand had no more to give.
"For all his professions of innocence a word would suffice to have him arrested," said Sabatier. "It is the very last word I want spoken," Latour answered. "As you know, I have a personal interest in this affair. Citizen Bruslart is one of the cards in the game I play. Such a card in the hand is not to be carelessly thrown away, for there will surely come a time when it will be played with effect.
Barrington exclaimed. "I cannot tell," Lafayette answered. "It is true that Monsieur Bruslart was in the Conciergerie, but he speedily convinced the authorities that a mistake had been made. I believe he is considered a thorough patriot now." Jeanne looked at Barrington, who met her gaze unflinchingly. "I have told you all I know," he said quietly, answering the question in her eyes.
So Lucien Bruslart, by paying the doctor, was to get rid of a troublesome woman and retire to Belgium." "I do not know who can have told you such a story." "There are many spies in Paris," she answered with a short laugh. "But that is not all the tale. Yesterday you were very confidential with Citizen Legrand.
The prosecution was short and convincing; the president's bell sounded with a sense of finality in it; the women in the gallery were ready to jeer at the next prisoner; in this case of Bruslart there was no excitement at all. Then Raymond Latour rose, and the loud murmur of astonishment quickly fell into silence. They had often heard and applauded Deputy Latour; what was he doing here?
Patriotism, wrong headed though it may be, will clothe its enthusiasts with a kind of honor which cannot be bribed, but how many real patriots are there in Paris? Are the ragged and filthy men and women of the streets patriots? I warrant a fistful of gold thrown by the man they cursed would bring him a very hurricane of blessings." "You do not understand the people, monsieur," answered Bruslart.
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