I have other reasons. But that
one should suffice you."
Danton gasped. Then he swore more amazingly and variedly than ever.
"By --! you are right," he admitted, to Andre-Louis' amazement.
"You are right, and I am wrong. I am as bad a patriot as you are,
and I am a coward as well." And he invoked the whole Pantheon to
witness his self-denunciation. "Only, you see, I count for
something: and if they take me and hang me, why, there it is!
Monsieur, we must find some other way. Forgive the intrusion.
Adieu!" He held out his enormous hand..
Le Chapelier stood hesitating, crestfallen.
"You understand, Andre? I am sorry that... "
"Say no more, please. Come and see me soon again. I would press
you to remain, but it is striking nine, and the first of my pupils
is about to arrive."
"Nor would I permit it," said Danton. "Between us we must resolve
the riddle of how to extinguish M. de La Tour d'Azyr and his friends."
"Who?"
Sharp as a pistol-shot came that question, as Danton was turning
away.
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