The others, attracted by his exclamation, asked:
"What name?"
"Barabant. Eugène Barabant."
A small man spoke up.
"Denounced last night by the Citoyen Javogues and an old hag the size of a child. Do you remember?"
A chorus of assent greeted him.
"Barabant denounced!" Nicole cried. "Barabant denounced!" She extended her hand. "La Mère Corniche?"
"That's the name."
"Come, Nicole, a lover is easily replaced. I've sacrificed two already to the Nation," Couthon cried. "Don't lose your time; denounce your suspect. We are short to-night."