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| Part III | Baroness Emmuska Orczy |
XLVII The Chapel Of The Holy Sepulchre |
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"Will the key turn?" "Yes, citizen." "All secure?" "Yes, citizen. The prisoner is groaning." "Let him groan." "The empty coach, citizen? The horses have been taken out." "Leave it standing where it is, then; citizen Chauvelin will need it in the morning." "Armand," whispered Marguerite inside the coach, "did you see Percy?" "It was so dark," murmured Armand feebly; "but I saw him, just inside the gates, where they had laid him down. I heard him groaning. Oh, my God!" "Hush, dear!" she said. "We can do nothing more, only die, as he lived, bravely and with a smile on our lips, in memory of him." "Number 35 is wounded, citizen," said one of the men. "Curse the fool who did the mischief," was the placid response. "Leave him here with the guard." "How many of you are there left, then?" asked the same voice a moment later. "Only two, citizen; if one whole section remains with me at the chapel door, and also the wounded man." "Two are enough for me, and five are not too many at the chapel door." And Heron's coarse, cruel laugh echoed against the stone walls of the little chapel. "Now then, one of you get into the coach, and the other go to the horses' heads; and remember, Corporal Cassard, that you and your men who stay here to guard that chapel door are answerable to the whole nation with your lives for the safety of the Englishman." |
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