The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-05-31
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 "I cannot find this gentleman" said MT. Lorry.
 T can deliver it," said Darnay. MT. Lorry handed 1t over. Darnay hast ened away and opened it as soon as he was out of sight.
 lie read:
 Prison of the Abbaye. Paris, June 2 1792. Monsieur Heretofore the Marquis; | am imprisoned and shall lose my fife i (without your so generous help) for treas l on against the majesty of the people in that I have acted against them for an emigrant It is in vain that represent that I have acted for them and not against according to your commands. It is in vain I represent that before the se- questration of emigrant property, I had remitted the imposts, collected no rent, and had recourse to no process. The only response is that I have acted for an em- igrant and where is that emigrant? For the love of heaven, of justice, of generosity, of the honor of your noble name, l supplicate you, Monsieur hereto fore the Marquis, to succor me. My fault
  sieur heretofore the Marquis. I pray you to be true to me. our afflicted GABELLE. That night Charles Darnay sat up late and wrote fervent letter to Lucie, ex- blaming at length the compelling reason that forced him to go to Paris, and as- surfing her that since he had voluntarily renounced his title and income out If pity for the people who had been en- slaved by his race, he could become in- volved in no personal danger there. An unseen force was drawing him fast, and all the tides and winds were setting straight and strong toward his fate. For the love of heaven, of justice. of gener- osityi' was the poor prisoners cry with which he strengthened his sinking heart, as he left all that was dear behind him and foated away from the Loadstone Rock
 Four days afterward Mir Lorry was sit ting at work in the French branch of Tell son's Outside In the courtyard at the rear. were fastened flaming torches and in the red light of these stood huge grindstone. Suddenly his door flew open and in rushed two figures. at sight of whom he fell back in amazement. Lucie and her father!
 She panted in his arms. "Oh, my dear frend!" cried she. Charles, my hus- band, An errand of generosity brought him here. He was stopped at the barrier and sent to prison, charged with being a returned aristocratl'
 Quickly they told MT. Lorry that Charles Darnay really was the Marquis St. Evremonde, and that he was in the prison La Force.
 La Torce.' cried MT. Lorry. "Lucie. my child, if ever you were brave and serviceable In your life, compose your self now and do exactly as I bid you. You must go into the back room here and leave your father and me alone for two minutes, and as there are life and death in the world you must not delay.'
 He kissed her and hurried her away. Outside a great bell had begun to ring and MT. Lorry stepped to the window with the doctor.
 They looked out upon throng laboring at the grindstone. There was not one creature there free from the stain of blood. Hatchets, knives, bayonets. swords brought to be sharpeOed, were all red with 1t.
 They are," whispered Mr. Lorry. glancing fearfully around the room, Thur dering the prisoners" The doctor turned with cool, bold face and said:
 "I have a charmed life in France. have been a Bastille prisoner. There is no patriot in France who would touch me save to overwhelm me with em- braces. My old pain has given me power that brought us through the barrier and gave us news of Charles. I will make myself known to those devils and get my self taken to La Force"