And harkye, friend, I have leave of absence, on business, at my Section this afternoon.

So it will be your duty to read the list for the guillotine, and chalk the prisoners' doors before the cart comes to-morrow morning.

'Ware the bottle, Apollo, to-day; 'ware the bottle, for fear of accidents with the death-list to-morrow." "Thirsty July weather, this--eh, citizen ?" said Lomaque, leaving the head jailer, and patting the hunchback in the friendliest manner on the shoulder.

"Why, how you have got your batch huddled up together this morning! Shall I help you to shove them into marching order?
My time is quite at your disposal.

This is a holiday morning with me!" "Ha, ha, ha! what a jolly dog he is on his holiday morning!" exclaimed the head jailer, as Lomaque--apparently taking leave of his natural character altogether in the exhilaration of an hour's unexpected leisure--began pushing and pulling the prisoners into rank, with humorous mock apologies, at which not the officials only, but many of the victims themselves--reckless victims of a reckless tyranny--laughed heartily.