Night and Morning, Volume 3 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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into the grand army, he deserted the eve of his first battle. Such, as
moralists say, is the inconsistency of man! But Monsieur Favart was sworn to trace the coiners, and he had never failed yet in any enterprise he undertook. One day he presented himself to his chief with a countenance so elated that that penetrating functionary said to him at once-- "You have heard of our messieurs!" "I have: I am to visit them to-night." "Bravo! How many men will you take?" "From twelve to twenty to leave without on guard. But I must enter alone. Such is the condition: an accomplice who fears his own throat too much to be openly a betrayer will introduce me to the house--nay, to the very room. By his description it is necessary I should know the exact locale in order to cut off retreat; so to-morrow night I shall surround the beehive and take the honey." "They are desperate fellows, these coiners, always; better be cautious." "You forget I was one of them, and know the masonry." About the same time this conversation was going on at the bureau of the police, in another part of the town Morton and Gawtrey were seated alone. It is some weeks since they entered Paris, and spring has mellowed into summer. The house in which they lodged was in the lordly quartier of the Faubourg St. Germain; the neighbouring streets were venerable with the ancient |
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