DESMOULINS [aside]. I can see Lucile's window from here! [They go to the house, at the door of which, in an obscure entrance, a man is on guard. He is in his shirt sleeves, has bare legs, and carries a musket.]
THE MAN. Who are you?
ROBESPIERRE. Robespierre.
THE MAN. I don't know you.
ROBESPIERRE. Deputy from Arras.
THE MAN. Show your card.
DESMOULINS. Desmoulins.
THE MAN. The little fellow with the cockade? Pass, comrade.
DESMOULINS [pointing to ROBESPIERRE]. He is with me.
THE MAN. Pass, you, too, citizen Robert Pierre.