Two guards attended the merbsp;who made him traver a court and enter a corridor in whibsp;were three ntinels, opened a door and pushed him unceremoniously into a low room, where the only furniture was a table, a chair, and a issary. The issary was ated in the chair, and was writing at the table.
The two guards led the prisoner toward the table, and upon a sign from the issary drew babsp;so far as to be unable to hear anything.
The issary, who had till this time held his head down over his papers, looked up to e what sort of person he had to do with. This issary was a man of very repulsive mien, with a pointed no, with yellow and salient cheek bones, with eyes small but keen and peing, and an expression of tenanbsp;rembling at onbsp;the polebsp;and the fox. His head, supported by a long and flexible nebsp;issued from his large blabsp;robe, balang itlf with a motion very mubsp;like that of the tortoi thrusting his head out of his shell. He began by asking M. Bonacieux his name, age, dition, and abode.
Two guards attended the merbsp;who made him traver a court and enter a corridor in whibsp;were three ntinels, opened a door and pushed him unceremoniously into a low room, where the only furniture was a table, a chair, and a issary. The issary was ated in the chair, and was writing at the table.
The two guards led the prisoner toward the table, and upon a sign from the issary drew babsp;so far as to be unable to hear anything.
The issary, who had till this time held his head down over his papers, looked up to e what sort of person he had to do with. This issary was a man of very repulsive mien, with a pointed no, with yellow and salient cheek bones, with eyes small but keen and peing, and an expression of tenanbsp;rembling at onbsp;the polebsp;and the fox. His head, supported by a long and flexible nebsp;issued from his large blabsp;robe, balang itlf with a motion very mubsp;like that of the tortoi thrusting his head out of his shell. He began by asking M. Bonacieux his name, age, dition, and abode.
The acbsp;replied that his name was Jacques Michel Bonacieux, that he was fifty-one years old, a retired mercer, and lived Rue des Fossoyeurs, No. 14.
The issary then, instead of tinuing to interrogate him, made him a long speebsp;upon the danger there is for an obscure citizen to meddle with publibsp;matters. He plicated this exordium by an exposition in whibsp;he painted the power and the deeds of the cardinal, that inparable minister, that queror of past ministers, that example for ministers to e--deeds and power whibsp;none could thwart with impunity.