That was to take place to-day--Sunday, the 19th.

The Simons would be moving from the Temple, at what hour Blakeney did not know, but it would be today, and he would be watching his opportunity.
Now Armand understood everything; a great wave of bitterness swept over his soul.

Percy had forgotten Jeanne! He was busy thinking of the child in the Temple, and whilst Armand had been eating out his heart with anxiety, the Scarlet Pimpernel, true only to his mission, and impatient of all sentiment that interfered with his schemes, had left Jeanne to pay with her life for the safety of the uncrowned King.
But the bitterness did not last long; on the contrary, a kind of wild exultation took its place.

If Percy had forgotten, then Armand could stand by Jeanne alone.

It was better so! He would save the loved one; it was his duty and his right to work for her sake.