Nowthe stake I have
resolved to play forin case of the worstis a friend in the
Conciergerie. And the friend I purpose to myself to winis Mr.
Barsad.”
“You need have good cardssir” said the spy.
“I’ll run them over. I’ll see what I hold—Mr. Lorryyou know
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what a brute I am; I wish you’d give me a little brandy.”
It was put before himand he drank off a glassful—drank off
another glassful—pushed the bottle thoughtfully away.
“Mr. Barsad” he went onin the tone of one who really was
looking over a hand at cards: “Sheep of the prisonsemissary of
Republican committeesnow turnkeynow prisoneralways spy
and secret informerso much the more valuable here for being
English that an Englishman is less open to suspicion of
subornation in those characters than a Frenchmanrepresents
himself to his employers under a false name. That’s a very good
card. Mr. Barsadnow in the employ of the republican French
governmentwas formerly in the employ of the aristocratic
English governmentthe enemy of France and freedom. That’s an
excellent card. Inference clear as day in this region of suspicion
that Mr. Barsadstill in the pay of the aristocrat
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