hope it will cure her of her flightiness. Here is your cape and your money, my friend, and thank you.'
'You are heartily welcome,' the driver said, mounting his box. 'I wish I could do as well every day; but these are bad times for us, and money is precious scarce, I can tell you.'
Harry soon rejoined Jacques and Marie. There were but few words said as they made their way through the streets, for Marie was weakened by her long imprisonment, and shaken by what she had gone through. She had not asked a single question as to what had become of Lebat; but she had no doubt that he was killed. She had grown, however, almost indifferent to death. Day after day she had seen batches of her friends taken out to execution, and the retribution which had fallen upon this wretch gave her scarcely a thought, except a feeling of thankfulness that she was freed from his persecutions. Completely as she trusted Harry, it was with the greatest difficulty that she had brought herself to obey his instructions and to place herself for a moment in the power of her persecutor, and appear to go with him willingly.
When Lebat told her triumphantly that he had saved her from death, and that she was to have formed one of the party in the tumbril on the following morning had he not obtained her release, she had difficulty in keeping back the indignant words, that she would have preferred death a thousand times. When he said that he had come to take her away, she had looked round with a terrified face, as if to claim the protection of the guards; but he had said roughly:
'It is no use your objecting, you have got to go with me; and if you are a wise woman you had better make the best of it. After all I am not very terrible, and you had better marry me than the guillotine.'
So, trembling with loathing and disgust, she had followed him, resolved that if Harry's plan to rescue her failed she would kill herself rather than be the wife of this man.
When they reached the house Elise opened the door.
'So you have come, poor lamb!' she said. 'Thanks to the good God that all has turned out well. You will be safe here, my child. We are rough people, but we will take care of you as if you were our own.'
So saying she led the girl to the little sitting-room which they had prepared for her, for they had that afternoon taken the other two rooms on the floor they occupied, which were fortunately to let, and had fitted them up as a bed-room and sitting-room for her. There was already a communication existing between the two sets of apartments, and they had only to remove some brickwork between the double doors to throw them into one suite. Telling Marie to sit down, Elise hurried off and returned with a basin of bouillon.
'Drink this, my dear, and then go straight to bed; your friend will be here in good time in the morning, and then you can talk over matters with him.' She waited to see Marie drink the broth, and then helped her to undress.
'She will be asleep in five minutes,' she said when she rejoined her husband and Harry. 'She is worn out with excitement, but a night's rest will do wonders for her. Don't come too early in the morning, Monsieur Sandwith; she is sure to sleep late, and I would not disturb her till she wakes of herself.'
'I will be here at nine,' Harry said, 'and will go round before that and tell her sisters. They will be wondering they have seen nothing of me to-day, but I was afraid to tell them until it was all over. The anxiety would have been too great for them.'
It was fortunate that Robespierre went out early on the following morning to attend a meeting at the Jacobins, and Harry was therefore saved the necessity for asking leave to absent himself again. At eight o'clock he was at Louise Moulin's.
'What is it, Harry?' Jeanne exclaimed as he entered. 'I can see you have news. What is it?'
'I have news,' Harry said, 'and good news, but you must not excite yourselves.'
'Have you found a way for getting Marie out?'
'Yes, I have found a way.'
'A sure, certain way, Harry?' Virginie asked. 'Not only a chance?'
'A sure, certain way,' Harry replied. 'You need have no more fear; Marie will certainly be freed.'
The two girls stood speechless with delight. It never occurred to them to doubt Harry's words when he spoke so confidently.
'Have you told us all, Harry?' Jeanne asked a minute later, looking earnestly in his face. 'Can it be? Is she really out already?'
'Yes,' Harry said, 'thank God, dears, your sister is free.'
With a cry of delight Virginie sprang to him, and throwing her arms round his neck, kissed him in the exuberance of her happiness. Louise threw her apron over her head and burst into tears of thankfulness, while Jeanne put her hand on his shoulder and said:
'Oh, Harry, how can we ever thank you enough for all you have done for us?'
Six months back Jeanne would probably have acted as Virginie did, but those six months had changed her greatly; indeed, ever since she received that note from Marie, which she had never shown even to Virginie, there had been a shade of difference in her manner to Harry, which he had more than once noticed and wondered at.
It was some little time before the girls were sufficiently composed to listen to Harry's story.
'But why did you not bring her here, Harry?' Virginie asked. 'Why did you take her somewhere else?'
'For several reasons, Virginie. I have not told you before, but there is no reason why you should not know now, that Victor is still in Paris.'
Virginie uttered an exclamation of wonder.
'He stopped here to look after you all, but he has had a very bad illness, and is still terribly weak, and does not even know me. Marie will nurse him. I have great hopes that he will know her, and that she may be able in time to effect a complete cure. In the next place I think it would be dangerous to bring her here, for we must leave in a very few days.'
'What, go without her?'
'Yes, I am afraid so, Virginie. I have learned, Louise, that some of your neighbours have their suspicions, and that a letter of denunciation has already been sent, so it will be absolutely necessary to make a move. I have suppressed the first letter, but the writer will probably not let the matter drop, and may write to Danton or Marat next time, so we must go without delay. You cannot change your lodging, for they would certainly trace you; besides, at the present time the regulations about lodgers are so strict that no one would dare receive you until the committee of the district have examined you and are perfectly satisfied. Therefore, I think we must go alone. Marie is wanted here, and I think she will be far safer nursing Victor than she would be with us; besides, now she has been freed by Robespierre's orders, I do not think there is any fear of her arrest even if her identity were discovered. Lastly, it would be safer to travel three than four. Three girls travelling with a young fellow like me would be sure to attract attention. It will be difficult enough in any case, but it would certainly be worse with her with us.'
'But we are to see her, Harry?' Jeanne said. 'Surely we are not to go away without seeing Marie!'
'Certainly not, Jeanne; I am not so cruel as that. This evening, after dark, we will meet in the gardens of the Tuileries. Louise, will you bring them down and be with them near the main entrance? I will bring Marie there at six o'clock. And now I must be off; I have to break the news to Marie that Victor is in the same house with her and ill. I did not tell her last night. She will be better able to bear it after a good night's sleep.'
Marie was up and dressed when Harry arrived, and was sitting by the fire in the little kitchen.
'I have just left your sisters, Marie,' Harry said, 'and you may imagine their delight at the news I gave them. You are to see them this evening in the gardens of the Tuileries.'
'Oh, Harry, how good you are! How much you have done for us!'
Harry laughed lightly.
'Not very much yet; besides, it has been a pleasure as well as a duty. The girls have both been so brave, and Jeanne has the head of a woman.'
'She is nearly a woman now, Harry,' Marie said gently. 'She is some months past sixteen, and though you tell me girls of that age in England are quite children, it is not so here. Why, it is nothing uncommon for a girl to marry at sixteen.'
'Well, at anyrate,' Harry said, 'Jeanne has no time for any thought of marrying just at present. But there is another thing I want to tell you about. I have first a confession to make. I have deceived you.'
'Deceived me!' Marie said with a smile. 'It can be nothing very dreadful, Harry. Well, what is it?'
'It is more serious than you think, Marie. Now you know that when the trouble began I felt it quite out of the
