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Again he asked the same question, and Barrington gave him a similar answer. "Tell Latour he is a fool." "I will. He may end by believing it. I may have news for you to-morrow." There was meaning in the words, a suggestion that the news might be good news. Barrington decided to give his jailer a chance of telling it. Sabatier came at the usual hour. "Do you bring news?" Barrington asked.
It will therefore be in order to begin the present inquiry by seeking those causes which gave rise to monasticism in general. Causative Motives of Monasticism Whatever the origin of religion itself, it is certain that it is man's inalienable concern. He is, as Sabatier says, "incurably religious."
"Yes, and asleep probably," said Sabatier, answering the question in his eyes. "It was well done," said Latour. "Come to me early to-morrow. This man Barrington may be suspected and must be warned." "And Bruslart?" "Yes, to-morrow we must think of him, too. Good night, citizen." Sabatier went down the stairs, and Latour entered his room. Midnight! Was she yet asleep?
"Do you mean they helped him?" "Some one has. We were fools to allow ourselves to be disturbed before completing our work." "Why did you not question the landlord or the men themselves?" "Time enough for that," Sabatier answered. "Two men against two gives no odds to depend upon. Ride on toward Paris and send me back a dozen patriots, no matter where you find them.
Little time could he give to Sabatier when he came each morning to make report of the prisoner in his cell underground; he was not inclined to listen to Sabatier's persuasion, or to be impressed by his henchman's ideas. "He knows where she is. He shall tell the truth." It was Latour's daily statement, although Sabatier thought it was less definitely said as the days passed.
Matthew Arnold speaks of him as a figure of most magical potency and sweetness and charm. Francis called men back to Christ and brought Christ back to men. 'All Europe woke with a start, Sabatier affirms, 'and whatever was best in humanity leaped to follow his footsteps. A blithe saint was Francis.
"She comes here to-morrow," said Latour, sharply, and his steel gray eyes were suddenly fixed on Sabatier as though they went straight to his soul with the penetration of a shoemaker's awl. "She is to be delivered to me, and you and the others had best forget that you have been engaged on any private mission." "It is easy to serve Citizen Latour," Sabatier said.
"I was going to the prison to ask, then thought I might save myself a journey by coming here on my way. Wine, landlord the best, and in these days the best is bad. You were not at the taking of this aristocrat, Sabatier?" and as he asked the question Bruslart seated himself. "No. I had other business." "It is a pity. Had you been there the affair would have been conducted with more order."
"I could love that man," Latour mused as he went towards the Rue Valette afterwards. "Yet I must spy upon him and deceive him if I can. Mademoiselle is in Paris and he knows where she is hidden. He is Bruslart's friend, and Bruslart I hate." He climbed the stairs to his room to find Sabatier waiting for him on the landing.
Poulain himself, mind you, who told me this well, a Mme. Sabatier, a woman of thirty-six that used to sell slippers at the Palais Royal you remember the Galerie at the Palais that they pulled down?" Pons nodded.
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