Italian　of　immense　wealth；　and　there　is　no　doubt　that　she　has
  moneys　which　are　spent　in　corrupting　the　citizens。　　She　should　be
  seized　and　arrested。〃
  〃Write　down　her　name　also。〃
  〃But　no　time　is　to　be　lost；　for　I　know　that　both　have　a　design　to
  escape　from　Paris　this　very　night。〃
  〃Our　government　is　prompt；　good　Nicot；never　fear。　　Humph！
  humph！〃　and　Robespierre　took　the　paper　on　which　Nicot　had
  written；　and　stooping　over　itfor　he　was　near…sightedadded；
  smilingly；　〃Dost　thou　always　write　the　same　hand；　citizen？　　This
  seems　almost　like　a　disguised　character。〃
  〃I　should　not　like　them　to　know　who　denounced　them；
  Representant。〃
  〃Good！　good！　　Thy　virtue　shall　be　rewarded；　trust　me。　　Salut　et
  fraternite！〃
  Robespierre　half　rose　as　he　spoke；　and　Nicot　withdrew。
  〃Ho；　there！without！〃　cried　the　Dictator；　ringing　his　bell；　and
  as　the　ready　Jacobin　attended　the　summons；　〃Follow　that　man；　Jean
  Nicot。　　The　instant　he　has　cleared　the　house　seize　him。　　At　once
  to　the　Conciergerie　with　him。　　Stay！nothing　against　the　law；
  there　is　thy　warrant。　　The　public　accuser　shall　have　my
  instruction。　　Away！quick！〃
  The　Jacobin　vanished。　　All　trace　of　illness；　of　infirmity；　had
  gone　from　the　valetudinarian；　he　stood　erect　on　the　floor；　his
  face　twitching　convulsively；　and　his　arms　folded。　　〃Ho！　Guerin！〃
  the　spy　reappeared〃take　these　addresses！　　Within　an　hour　this
  Englishman　and　his　woman　must　be　in　prison；　their　revelations
  will　aid　me　against　worthier　foes。　　They　shall　die：　　they　shall
  perish　with　the　rest　on　the　10th；the　third　day　from　this。
  There！〃　and　he　wrote　hastily；〃there；　also；　is　thy　warrant！
  Off！
  〃And　now；　Couthon；　Payan；　we　will　dally　no　longer　with　Tallien
  and　his　crew。　　I　have　information　that　the　Convention　will　NOT
  attend　the　Fete　on　the　10th。　　We　must　trust　only　to　the　sword　of
  the　law。　　I　must　compose　my　thoughts；prepare　my　harangue。　　To…
  morrow；　I　will　reappear　at　the　Convention；　to…morrow；　bold　St。
  Just　joins　us；　fresh　from　our　victorious　armies；　to…morrow；　from
  the　tribune；　I　will　dart　the　thunderbolt　on　the　masked　enemies　of
  France；　to…morrow；　I　will　demand；　in　the　face　of　the　country；　the
  heads　of　the　conspirators。〃
  CHAPTER　7。VIII。
  Le　glaive　est　contre　toi　tourne　de　toutes　parties。
  La　Harpe；　〃Jeanne　de　Naples；〃　Act　iv。　sc。　4。
  （The　sword　is　raised　against　you　on　all　sides。）
  In　the　mean　time　Glyndon；　after　an　audience　of　some　length　with
  C；　in　which　the　final　preparations　were　arranged；　sanguine　of
  safety；　and　foreseeing　no　obstacle　to　escape；　bent　his　way　back
  to　Fillide。　　Suddenly；　in　the　midst　of　his　cheerful　thoughts；　he
  fancied　he　heard　a　voice　too　well　and　too　terribly　recognised；
  hissing　in　his　ear；　〃What！　thou　wouldst　defy　and　escape　me！　thou
  wouldst　go　back　to　virtue　and　content。　　It　is　in　vain；it　is　too
  late。　　No；　_I_　will　not　haunt　thee；　HUMAN　footsteps；　no　less
  inexorable；　dog　thee　now。　　Me　thou　shalt　not　see　again　till　in
  the　dungeon；　at　midnight；　before　thy　doom！　　Behold〃
  And　Glyndon；　mechanically　turning　his　head；　saw；　close　behind
  him；　the　stealthy　figure　of　a　man　whom　he　had　observed　before；
  but　with　little　heed；　pass　and　repass　him；　as　he　quitted　the
  house　of　Citizen　C。　　Instantly　and　instinctively　he　knew　that
  he　was　watched；that　he　was　pursued。　　The　street　he　was　in　was
  obscure　and　deserted；　for　the　day　was　oppressively　sultry；　and　it
  was　the　hour　when　few　were　abroad；　either　on　business　or
  pleasure。　　Bold　as　he　was；　an　icy　chill　shot　through　his　heart；
  he　knew　too　well　the　tremendous　system　that　then　reigned　in　Paris
  not　to　be　aware　of　his　danger。　　As　the　sight　of　the　first　plague…
  boil　to　the　victim　of　the　pestilence；　was　the　first　sight　of　the
  shadowy　spy　to　that　of　the　Revolution：　　the　watch；　the　arrest；
  the　trial；　the　guillotine；these　made　the　regular　and　rapid
  steps　of　the　monster　that　the　anarchists　called　Law！　　He　breathed
  hard；　he　heard　distinctly　the　loud　beating　of　his　heart。　　And　so
  he　paused；　still　and　motionless；　gazing　upon　the　shadow　that
  halted　also　behind　him。
  Presently；　the　absence　of　all　allies　to　the　spy；　the　solitude　of
  the　streets；　reanimated　his　courage；　he　made　a　step　towards　his
  pursuer；　who　retreated　as　he　advanced。　　〃Citizen；　thou　followest
  me；〃　he　said。　　〃Thy　business？〃
  〃Surely；〃　answered　the　man；　with　a　deprecating　smile；　〃the
  streets　are　broad　enough　for　both？　　Thou　art　not　so　bad　a
  republican　as　to　arrogate　all　Paris　to　thyself！〃
  〃Go　on　first；　then。　　I　make　way　for　thee。〃
  The　man　bowed；　doffed　his　hat　politely；　and　passed　forward。　　The
  next　moment　Glyndon　plunged　into　a　winding　lane；　and　fled　fast
  through　a　labyrinth　of　streets；　passages；　and　alleys。　　By　degrees
  he　composed　himself；　and；　looking　behind；　imagined　that　he　had
  baffled　the　pursuer；　he　then；　by　a　circuitous　route；　bent　his　way
  once　more　to　his　home。　　As　he　emerged　into　one　of　the　broader
  streets；　a　passenger；　wrapped　in　a　mantle；　brushing　so　quickly　by
  him　that　he　did　not　observe　his　countenance；　whispered；　〃Clarence
  Glyndon；　you　are　dogged；follow　me！〃　and　the　stranger　walked
  quickly　before　him。　　Clarence　turned；　and　sickened　once　more　to
  see　at　his　heels；　with　the　same　servile　smile　on　his　face；　the
  pursuer　he　fancied　he　had　escaped。　　He　forgot　the　injunction　of
  the　stranger　to　follow　him；　and　perceiving　a　crowd　gathered　close
  at　hand；　round　a　caricature…shop；　dived　amidst　them；　and；　gaining
  another　street；　altered　the　direction　he　had　before　taken；　and；
  after　a　long　and　breathless　course；　gained　without　once　more
  seeing　the　spy；　a　distant　quartier　of　the　city。
  Here；　indeed；　all　seemed　so　serene　and　fair　that　his　artist　eye；
  even　in　that　imminent　hour；　rested　with　pleasure　on　the　scene。
  It　was　a　comparatively　broad　space；　formed　by　one　of　the　noble
  quays。　　The　Seine　flowed　majestically　along；　with　boats　and　craft
  resting　on　its　surface。　　The　sun　gilt　a　thousand　spires　and
  domes；　and　gleamed　on　the　white　palaces　of　a　fallen　chivalry。
  Here　fatigued　and　panting；　he　paused　an　instant；　and　a　cooler　air
  from　the　river　fanned　his　brow。　　〃Awhile；　at　least；　I　am　safe
  here；〃　he　murmured；　and　as　he　spoke；　some　thirty　paces　behind
  him；　he　beheld　the　spy。　　He　stood　rooted　to　the　spot；　wearied
  and　spent　as　he　was；　escape　seemed　no　longer　possible；the　river
  on　one　　side　（no　bridge　at　hand）；　and　the　long　row　of　mansions
  closing　up　the　other。　　As　he　halted；　he　heard　laughter　and
  obscene　songs　from　a　house　a　little　in　his　rear；　between　himself
  and　the　spy。　　It　was　a　cafe　fearfully　known　in　that　quarter。
  Hither　often　resorted　the　black　troop　of　Henriot；the　minions
  and　huissiers　of　Robespierre。　　The　spy；　then；　had　hunted　the
  victim　within　the　jaws　of　the　hounds。　　The　man　slowly　advanced；
  and；　pausing　before　the　open　window　of　the　cafe；　put　his　head
  through　the　aperture；　as　to　address　and　summon　forth　its　armed
  inmates。
  At　that　very　instant；　and　while　the　spy's　head　was　thus　turned
  from　him；　standing　in　the　half…open　gateway　of　the　house
  immediately　before　him；　he　perceived　the　stranger　who　had　warned；
  the　figure；　scarcely　distinguishable　through　the　mantle　that
  wrapped　it；　motioned　to　him　to　enter。　　He　sprang　noiselessly
  through　the　friendly　opening：　　the　door　closed；　breathlessly　he
  followed　the　stranger　up　a　flight　of　broad　stairs　and　through　a
  suite　of　empty　rooms；　until；　having　gained　a　small　cabinet；　his
  conductor　doffed　the　large　hat　and　the　long　mantle　that　had
  hitherto　concealed　his　shape　and　features；　and　Glyndon　beheld
  Zanoni！
  CHAPTER　7。IX。
  Think　not　my　magic　wonders　wrought　by　aid
  Of　Stygian　angels　summoned　up　from　hell；
  Scorned　and　accursed　be　those　who　have　essayed
  Her　gloomy　Dives　and　Afrites　to　compel。
  But　by　perception　of　the　secret　powers
  Of　mineral　springs　in　Nature's　inmost　cell；
  Of　herbs　in　curtain　of　her　greenest　bowers；
  And　of　the　moving　stars　o'er　mountain　tops　and　towers。
  Wiffen's　〃Translation　of　Tasso；〃　cant。　xiv。　xliii。
  〃You　are　safe　here；　young　Englishman！〃　said　Zanoni；　motioning
  Glyndon　to　a　seat。　　〃Fortunate　for　you　that　I　come　on　your　track
  at　last！〃
  〃Far　happier　had　it　been　if　we　had　never　met！　　Yet　even　in　these
  last　hours　of　my　fate；　I　rejoice　to　look　once　more　on　the　face　of
  that　ominous　and　mysterious　being　to　whom　I　can　ascribe　all　the
  sufferings　I　have　known。　　Here；　then；　thou　shalt　not　palter　with
  or　elude　me。　　Here；　before　we　part；　thou　shalt　unravel　to　me　the
  dark　enigma；　if　not　of　thy　life；　of　my　own！〃
  〃Hast　thou　suffered？　　Poor　neophyte！〃　said　Zanoni；　pityingly。
  〃Yes；　I　see　it　on　thy　brow。　　But　wherefore　wouldst　thou　blame　me？
  Did　I　not　warn　thee　against　the　whispers　of　thy　spirit；　did　I　not
  warn　thee　to　forbear？　　Did　I　not　tell　thee　that　the　ordeal　was
  one　of　awful　hazard　and　tremendous　fears；nay；　did　I　not　offer
  to　resign　to　thee　the　heart　that　was　mighty　enough；　while　mine；
  Glyndon；　to　content　me？　　Was　it　not　thine　own　daring　and　resolute
  choice　to　brav