“And you can make the old calotin understand?”
“I think so, Citizen.... You want him in this room.... At what time?”
“A quarter before seven.”
“Yes. I'll bring him along myself, and stand over him, lest he play any pranks.”
“Oh! he'll not trouble you,” sneered Chauvelin, “he'll be deeply interested in the proceedings. The woman will be here too, remember,” he added with a jerky movement of the hand in the direction of Marguerite's room, “the two might be made to stand together, with four of your fellows round them.”
“I understand, Citizen. Are any of us to escort the Citizen Foucquet when he goes to St. Joseph?”
“Aye! two men had best go with him. There will be a crowd in the streets by then... How far is it from here to the church?”
“Less than five minutes.”
“Good. See to it that the doors are opened and the bell ropes easy of access.”
“It shall be seen to, Citizen. How many men will you have inside this room to-night?”