They were alone, saving the two soldiers guarding the door.
The old man rose, and making the sign of the cross, he stepped forward, calm and intrepid of bearing.
"Monsieur," he announced to La Boulaye, who was eyeing him with the faintest tinge of surprise, "I am quite ready." "Have you always been so devout, Citizen ?" inquired the Deputy.
"Alas! no Monsieur.

But there comes a time in the life of every man when, for a few moments at least, he is prone to grow mindful of the lessons learnt in childhood." The surprise increased in La Boulaye's countenance.

At last he shrugged his shoulders, after the manner of one who abandons a problem that has grown too knotty.
"Citizen des Cadoux," said he, "I have deliberated that since I have received no orders from Paris concerning you, and also since I am not by profession a catch-poll there is no reason whatever why I should carry you to Paris.

In fact, Citizen, I know of no reason why I should interfere with your freedom at all.

On the contrary when I recall the kindness you sought to do me that day, years ago, at Bellecour, I find every reason why I should further your escape from the Revolutionary tribunal.