"Who is he; will he live?" asked Dangeau, as the patient twitched and groaned.
Goyot shrugged.
"He has friends who want him to live, and enemies who are almost as anxious that he should n't die."
"A riddle, Citizen?"
"Oh, I don't know. You may conceive, if you will, that his friends desire his assistance, and that his enemies desire him to compromise his friends."
"Ah, it is that way?"
"I did not say so," said Goyot. "Good-day, Citizen," and he departed, leaving Dangeau something to think about, and a new interest in his fellow-prisoner.
Next day behold Goyot back again. He enlisted Dangeau's services at once, and Defarge having left them, shutting the door this time, he observed with a keen look:
"I 've been refreshing my memory about you, Citizen Dangeau."
"Indeed."