fullest extent the government of the
Jacobins. Decrees were passed for the establishment of courts to arrest,
try, and execute suspected persons without delay, and under the false
pretence that prisoners taken by the troops had been executed, the
murder of the Archbishop of Paris and other priests, who had been taken
and thrown into prison as hostages, was decided upon.

Upon the fall of Issy being known, Cuthbert considered the end to be so
near that it would be better for him to take up his abode permanently at
Madame Michaud's. She had been pressing him to do so for some time, as
she and her husband thought that the presence of an English gentleman
there would conduce to their safety when the troops entered Paris. He
had indeed spent most of his time there for the last three weeks, but
had always returned to his lodgings at night. He, therefore, packed up
his pictures and his principal belongings and drove with them to Passy.
Two days later he met Arnold Dampierre.

"I am glad to have met you," the latter said, "I have been to our old
place, and found that you had left. Minette and I are to be married
to-morrow, a civil marriage, of course, and I should be very glad if you
will be present as a witness. There is no saying who will be alive at
the end of another week, and I should like the marriage to be witnessed
by you."

"I will do so with pleasure, Arnold, though it seems scarcely a time for
marrying."

"That is true, but if we escape we must escape together. If I am killed
I wish her to go over to America and live as mistress of my place there,
therefore, I shall place in your hands an official copy of the register
of our marriage. Where will she be able to find you after all this is
over?"

Cuthbert gave his address at Madame Michaud's.

"I don't suppose I shall stay there long after all is finished here," he
said, "but they will know where to forward any letters to me. Would it
not be better, Arnold, for you to throw up all this at once and return
to your old lodgings, where you may perhaps remain quietly until the
search for the leaders of this affair relaxes?"

Arnold shook his head gloomily; "I must go through it to the end. The
cause is a noble one, and it is not because its leaders are base, and at
the same time wholly incapable men, that I should desert it. Besides,
even if I should do so, she would not. No, it is not to be thought of.
The marriage will take place at the Mairie of Montmartre, at el