Faith!" he added, with a pleasant laugh, "my friend Tinville will not be pleased when he realises that Citizen Lenoir has dragged the Citizen-Deputies by the nose." Whilst he spoke he had led Deroulede and Juliette into a dark and narrow room on the ground floor of the hostelry, and presently he called loudly for Brogard, the host of this uninviting abode.
"Brogard!" shouted Sir Percy.

"Where is that ass Brogard?
La! man," he added as Citizen Brogard, obsequious and fussy, and with pockets stuffed with English gold, came shuffling along, "where do you hide your engaging countenance?
Here! another length of rope for the gallant soldiers.

Bring them in here, then give them that potion down their throats, as I have prescribed.

Demm it! I wish we need not have brought them along, but that devil Santerre might have been suspicious else.
They'll come to no harm, though, and can do us no mischief." He prattled along merrily.

Innately kind and chivalrous, he wished to give Deroulede and Juliette time to recover from their dazed surprise.
The transition from dull despair to buoyant hope had been so sudden: it had all happened in less than three minutes.
The scuffle had been short and sudden outside.