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"I am going to tell you how. It will depend on you, and it could

depend on no better man. This new denunciation will certainly not

take place until after to-morrow; probably not until two or three

days afterwards; more probably a week afterwards. You know it is

a capital crime, to mourn for, or sympathise with, a victim of

the Guillotine. She and her father would unquestionably be guilty

of this crime, and this woman (the inveteracy of whose pursuit

cannot be described) would wait to add that strength to her case,

and make herself doubly sure. You follow me?"

"So attentively, and with so much confidence in what you say,

that for the moment I lose sight," touching the back of the

Doctor's chair, "even of this distress."