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"This is the man." "Your age, Evremonde?" "Thirty-seven." "Married, Evremonde?" "Yes." "Where married?" "In England." "Without doubt. Where is your wife, Evremonde?" "In England." "Without doubt. You are consigned, Evremonde, to the prison of La Force." "Just Heaven!" exclaimed Darnay. "Under what law, and for what offence?" The officer looked up from his slip of paper for a moment.
"And do you really go to Paris to-night?" asked Darnay. "I do. You can have no conception of the peril in which our books and papers over yonder are involved, and the getting them out of harm's way is in the power of scarcely anyone but myself." As Mr. Lorry spoke a letter was laid before him. Darnay saw the direction it was to himself. "To Monsieur heretofore the Marquis St. Evrémonde."
"Evrémonde," said the first, "you are again the prisoner of the Republic!" "Why?" he asked, with his wife and child clinging to him. "You will know to-morrow." "One word," entreated the doctor, "who has denounced him?" "The Citizen Defarge, and another." "What other?" "Citizen," said the man, with a strange look, "you will be answered to-morrow." V. Condemned
Seymour acted as master of the hunt. Rose, Evan, Drummond, and Mrs. Evremonde and Dorothy, skirted to the right, all laughing, and full of excitement. Harry bellowed the direction from above. The ladies in the carriage, with Lady Jocelyn and Andrew, watched them till they flowed one and all over the shoulder of the down. 'And who may the poor hunted animal be? inquired the Countess.
The Countess, though she hated Mr. George infinitely, was clear-headed enough to see that Providence alone was trying her. No glances were exchanged between him and Laxley, or Drummond. Again Mel returned to his peace, and again he had to come forth. 'Who was this singular man you were speaking about just now? Mrs. Evremonde asked. Lady Jocelyn answered her: 'The light of his age.
A gaoler, with a list in his hand, looked in, merely saying, "Follow me, Evremonde!" and he followed into a large dark room, at a distance. It was a dark winter day, and what with the shadows within, and what with the shadows without, he could but dimly discern the others who were brought there to have their arms bound. Some were standing; some seated.
Evremonde rose and conferred with her ladyship an instant, and then Drummond took her arm quietly, and passed round Olympus to the East, and Lady Jocelyn broke up the sitting. Juliana saw Rose go up to Evan, and make him introduce her to his mother. She turned lividly white, and went to a corner of the park by herself, and cried bitterly.
With this on his mind, which was enough to carry into a dreary prison courtyard, he arrived at the prison of La Force. A man with a bloated face opened the strong wicket, to whom Defarge presented "The Emigrant Evremonde." "What the Devil! How many more of them!" exclaimed the man with the bloated face.
'Now! mused the Countess, 'if Captain Evremonde should come! It would break up the pic-nic. Alas! the Countess had surrendered her humble hopes of a day's pleasure. But if her mother came as well, what a diversion that would be! If her mother came before the Captain, his arrival would cover the retreat; if the Captain preceded her, she would not be noticed.
Evremonde summoned him to her, and showed him a slip of paper, on which was written, in an uncouth small hand: 'Madam: a friend warns you that your husband is coming here. Deep interest in your welfare is the cause of an anonymous communication. The writer wishes only to warn you in time. Mrs.
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