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There was no need for Seth to ask questions. The burden of anxiety which had slipped from him was suddenly at his feet again and he took it up reluctantly. Barrington understood. "I cannot go on leaving her in such hands," he said. "Think what it may mean. We know something of Sabatier." Seth nodded, but with no encouragement.
"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?"
He was farseeing enough to know that his desire for Justice was dangerous, would be doubly so unless his hold upon the different sections of the populace was maintained. So Sabatier, Mercier, Dubois and the rest had much to do in the districts and among those sections of the populace where they had influence.
Only two persons had any part in the scheme, Jacques Sabatier and Mathon, the jailer; each had his own particular work in it, had received definite and minute instructions, yet neither of them knew the whole plot. Latour did not take them entirely into his confidence; he did not ask their advice, he only told them how to act. The week was as any other week to Jacques Sabatier.
"Will you write a letter to your servant, monsieur, telling him to wait until he has further instructions from you?" "Might he not come to me here?" "For the present that would be too dangerous," Sabatier answered. "I come and go, monsieur, because I was bred in this quarter of the city. The mob claims me as a part of it, and truly I am, except in this business.
Neither our blatant friend Sabatier, nor our courteous acquaintance of last night, shall catch me sleeping. I do not trust men very easily, nor women either, for that matter." "Ay, Master Richard, it's a weight off my mind to know that this Mademoiselle St. Clair has so little attraction about her. I've been young myself and know the power of women. You've not been through that fire yet."
Had she remained in Paris, the good she has done to the poor might have been remembered in her favor, but an emigré, her great name and all that it stands for . No, she is as surely doomed as any prisoner who has entered the Abbaye. I have business at the prison to-night, Sabatier. I may learn something of her." "Wait, citizen. To-morrow will do. You will not be careful enough to-night."
It was a poor, miserable caricature of daylight which found its way through the barred grating, and for three days Sabatier visited him every morning with the same news that the crowds parading the Rue Charonne made it impossible for Latour to come. "Is it necessary to lock me in?" Barrington asked. "It is not to prevent your going out, monsieur, but to insure that your enemies do not come in."
In reply, the Duke of Orleans was banished to Villers-Cotterets, whilst Councillors Freteau and Sabatier were arrested and taken to a state-prison. By the scandalousness of his life, as well as by his obstructive buildings in the Palais-Royal, the Duke of Orleans had lost favor with the public; his protest and his banishment restored him at once to his popularity.
"He is making them, but they change from day to day as the circumstances change. At the first opportunity he will come to you." "I must wait with what patience I can," said Barrington. "And remain as quiet as you can," said Sabatier. "The crowd will be hunting for you for some time, and a noise might attract them." "I shall not court death; I have a good deal to live for," said Barrington.
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