He recounted shortly the events of his escape, adding, as he extended his arm in a sweeping embrace of the horizon:
"And here I have lain concealed. I don't say where; the secret is too good. For ten months I lay like a rat. For the last two I have gone out only after midnight. To-day is the first trip into the blessed sun."
"Do you dare to risk it even now?" Barabant cried.
"Yes, now. Everything is arranged," he answered carelessly. "It was a little long coming, but it came."
But suddenly Nicole, remembering, exclaimed: "Barabant, you must warn him that Javogues is back."
"Back!" Dossonville repeated. "When did he leave?"
Barabant, in his turn, recounted the arrest and disappearance of the Marseillais, concluding:
"He reappeared with the rise of the Terrorists."
"Aïe, aïe!" Dossonville cried, having followed the recital with interest; "I cannot say that the situation is pleasant for the Citoyen Goursac."