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honoured by the presence of one of the Directors 

 themselves, Barthelemy, a talking old man, who in 

 either the bitterness of a tardy remorse, in corruption, 

 or the mere folly of second childishness, had begun to 

 dream of the Bourbons. As this was a prisoner of 

 some importance, Augereau and Sotin accompanied 

 him to the foot of his dungeon. The Minister of 

 Police cheered him a la Fran$aise. " Such are re- 

 volutions," said he gaily ; " we get the better to-day, 

 perhaps to-morrow your turn will come." Barthe- 

 lemy was then consigned to the jailer, who was to 

 consign him to death in the marshes of the Tropics. 

 Probably with some latent hope that the world 

 would weep for him, Barthelemy asked whether the 

 catastrophe of himself and his friends had not pro- 

 duced " some commotion." If the question were 

 asked in vanity, it was speedily mortified. " ISTot 

 the least commotion," said Sotin, with nonchalance. 

 " The doze was a good one. The people swallowed 

 the pill, and the effect is excellent. And now, 

 gentlemen, bon voyage." The facetious Minister of 

 Police turned on his heel with these words, and was 

 seen no more. But the news that the prisoners were 

 not to be shot or guillotined, but to be banished for 

 life, was received with no slight popular dissatisfac- 

 tion outside. The soldiers on guard were loud in 

 their execrations ; and the general cry, as they saw 

 the deputies marching into their prison-waggons, was, 

 " This is not what was promised to us. Why do 



