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Moreover, the disappearance of her protector cut off her pecuniary resources; and as the prisoners could not obtain the slightest favor without the aid of gold, she was deprived of the means to alleviate the hardships of her lot. The jailer pitied her distress. "Do not worry, citoyenne," he said to Dolores. "You shall have your meals here, and you shall not be disturbed.
"I do not wish to know any of your secrets, Manon," said Victoire, proudly. "Your pride may be humbled, Citoyenne Victoire, sooner than you expect," exclaimed Manon, who was now so provoked by her cousin's contempt that she could not refrain from boasting of her political knowledge. "I can tell you that your fine friends will in a few days not be able to protect you.
And at a word from her, Henriette admitted the two men and ushered them into a modest parlour, where she left them with Mademoiselle. La Boulaye was the first to speak. "I trust that I have not kept you waiting overlong, Citoyenne," he said, by way of saying something.
"Your servant, Citoyenne," said he, removing his cocked hat. "Juste, will you give us leave?" "You will find me on the terrace when you want me, Citizen-deputy," answered the officer, and saluting, he departed. For a moment or two after he was gone Suzanne and Caron stood confronting each other in silence.
"Oh, dear!" exclaimed the pretty girl with the flaxen hair, "we've got another hour before us yet, and to-night we shall have to repeat the same ceremony over again at the grocer's. You risk your life to get three eggs and a quarter of a pound of butter." "Butter!" sighed the citoyenne Dumonteil, "why, it's three months since I've seen a scrap!"
"Nay, citoyenne, I offer you a chance of saving the brother you love from the consequences of his own folly." Marguerite's face softened, her eyes at last grew moist, as she murmured, half to herself: "The only being in the world who has loved me truly and constantly . . . But what do you want me to do, Chauvelin?" she said, with a world of despair in her tear-choked voice.
The citoyenne Duplay, wife of a cabinet-maker with whom Robespierre lodged, and who looked after the affairs of that eminent citizen, patronized, unfortunately, the Descoings establishment. She considered the opinions of the grocer insulting to Maximilian the First.
A few loaves of sugar, or a bottle or two of good liqueur, given to the citoyenne Duplay would have saved Descoings. This little mishap proves that in revolutionary times it is quite as dangerous to employ honest men as scoundrels; we should rely on ourselves alone. Descoings perished; but he had the glory of going to the scaffold with Andre Chenier.
There will be no more farthings and half-farthings, everything will be regulated by distilled water." At the words the citoyenne Gamelin, whose lips were trembling, threw up her eyes to the ceiling and sighed out: "They are going too far!"
"La! my friend," she said, with the same assumed flippancy of manner, "then you are where you were before, aren't you? and you can let me enjoy the last strophe of the ARIA. Faith!" she added, ostentatiously smothering an imaginary yawn, "had you not spoken about my brother . . ." "I am coming to him now, citoyenne.
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