Day after day, Leigh went out into the town.

More than once he saw the fatal tumbrils going along in the distance, but he always turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Once or twice, having changed his clothes for those of a workman, he fought his way into the public galleries of the Convention and listened to the speeches; in which it seemed to him that the principal object of each speaker was to exceed those who had gone before him in violence, and that the most violent was the most loudly applauded, both by the galleries and the Assembly.
Patsey was most anxious to be off, but he urged that it would not do to show haste.

She did not leave the house at all, while he was out almost all day.

At the end of the fortnight, he told Monsieur Tourrier that he had now finished his business, and asked him if he could obtain from the maire of the arrondissement a pass down to Havre.
"It is a pity that you did not get your pass direct from Arthenay," he said.