He marvelled at her quietude and thought that she should have been as restless as himself.
Later on in the day, and egged on by Collot d'Herbois and by his own fears, he had caused Marguerite to be removed from No.

6.
This change he heralded by another brief visit to her, and his attitude this time was one of deferential apology.
"A matter of expediency, Lady Blakeney," he explained, "and I trust that the change will be for your comfort." Again the same curt nod of acquiescence on her part, and a brief: "As you command, Monsieur!" But when he had gone, she turned with a sudden passionate outburst towards the Abbe Foucquet, her faithful companion through the past long, weary hours.

She fell on her knees beside him and sobbed in an agony of grief.
"Oh! if I could only know...

if I could only see him!...

for a minute...
a second!...