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Updated: June 19, 2025
By what right, I demand to know, has your treacherous secrecy placed us in such a position as we now stand in before the master of this house?" An expression of sorrow and pity passed over Trudaine's face while she spoke. He retired a few steps, and gave her no answer.
"Our work here is done," said Lomaque, laying his hand on Trudaine's arm. "Let us give Danville time to get clear of the house, and then leave it too." "My sister! where is she?" asked Trudaine, eagerly. "Make your mind easy about her. I will tell you more when we get out."
When they are ultimately obtained, it is discovered that the man and the woman are both missing. They have not hitherto been traced. The landlord protests that he knows nothing of his tenants. It is suspected, however, that he has been tampered with, as also that Trudaine's papers, delivered to the citizen and citoyenne Dubois, are forged passports.
I have a claim to ask that much of you, though you may not think it!" He turned away from her, and laughed contemptuously. She tried to speak again, but Trudaine touched her on the arm, and gave her a warning look. "Signals!" exclaimed Danville; "secret signals between you!" His eye, as he glanced suspiciously at his wife, fell on Trudaine's gift-book, which she still held unconsciously.
"Let her speak! let her speak!" exclaimed the women, as Rose, without moving, without looking at her brother, without seeming even to have heard what he said, made a second attempt to address her judges, in spite of Trudaine's interposition. "Silence!" shouted the man with the bludgeon. "Silence, you women! the citizen president is going to speak."
Lazare stood in the outer hall of the prison, two days after the arrest at Trudaine's lodgings, smoking his morning pipe. Looking toward the courtyard gate, he saw the wicket opened, and a privileged man let in, whom he soon recognized as the chief agent of the second section of Secret Police.
Trudaine's servant announced him, with an insolent smile, during the pause that followed the discovery. "Citizen Superintendent Danville, to visit the citoyenne, his wife," said the fellow, making a mock bow to his master. Rose looked at her brother, then advanced a few paces toward the door. "This is a surprise," she said, faintly; "has anything happened? We we didn't expect you."
The morning came, and the hot summer sunrise. What life was left in the terror-struck city awoke for the day faintly; and still the suspense of the long night remained unlightened. It was drawing near the hour when the tumbrils were to come for the victims doomed on the day before. Trudaine's ear could detect even the faintest sound in the echoing prison region outside his cell.
"Minutes of evidence collected concerning Louis Trudaine, suspected, on the denunciation of Citizen Superintendent Danville, of hostility to the sacred cause of liberty, and of disaffection to the sovereignty of the people. On the first night he carries with him money on the second, papers. He returns without either. This man is a good patriot, who can be trusted to watch Trudaine's actions.
It was a cloudless day on the marriage morning. The nuptial ceremonies had proceeded smoothly throughout, and had even satisfied Madame Danville. She returned with the wedding-party to Trudaine's house, all smiles and serenity. To the bride she was graciousness itself.
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