"I saw a light through your window," said Lebas, "and knew you had not yet gone to bed."
"Well, what have you learnt?" Robespierre asked anxiously.
"They are still at the prison of La Bourbe."
"Both of them?"
"Yes, both of them."
"Ah!" sighed Robespierre, with relief.
"And I have given strict instructions in your name, that they were not to be allowed out, under any circumstances. I am quite satisfied on that point, since the Concierge knows that they have been arrested by your orders."
"By my orders?"
"Yes, alas!"
And he whispered to the Incorruptible, as if fearing to be heard—