"Well, he, for one, has good courage," said Duchesne.
"Indeed, he has."
"Well, are they going to arrest him?"
"Certainly; but that is much easier said than done."
At this moment the queen's file grated so forcibly upon the iron bars that the turnkey feared it might be heard, notwithstanding all his efforts to drown the sound. He hastily trod upon the paw of the nearest of his dogs, which uttered a prolonged howl of pain.
"Oh, poor beast!" said Gilbert.
"Bah!" said the turnkey, "he had not put on his clogs. Be quiet, Girondin; will you be quiet?"
"Is your dog named Girondin, Citizen Mardoche?"
"Yes; that is the name I have given him."
"But pray go on with what you were telling us," said Duchesne, who, imprisoned himself, took that lively interest in news that all prisoners feel.