Robespierre changed color and hesitated. Danton eyed the president with a sneer upon his lips, which he made no attempt to conceal. The breach between the two men had widened to such an extent that it had become a matter of common gossip.
"You are accused of winning a battle," said Danton with a laugh,--"a rare event in these days."
Robespierre turned and whispered to St. Just. The latter answered Tournay.
"There are three charges against you," he said. "First, you are accused of having been concerned in the rescue of a certain Citizeness de Rochefort from prison boat number four on the River Loire. Secondly, of escorting the said Citizeness de Rochefort across France under a false name. Thirdly, of having insulted the authority of four commissioners sent by the Committee of Public Safety to arrest you. These accusations have been preferred against you before this committee, which feels called upon to investigate them carefully. If they decide that there is sufficient evidence to warrant it, they will bring the case before the Revolutionary Tribunal. Now that you have heard the charges, I ask you: Do you wish to employ counsel?"
"With the permission of the committee I leave my case in the hands of a member of the convention, Citizen Danton," said Tournay.
"Call the first witness," said St. Just.
"Citizen Leboeuf to the stand," cried the clerk.
The bulky form of Leboeuf lumbered forward. His face was red and his eyes heavy. His testimony was given hesitatingly, as if he were endeavoring to conceal some of the facts. He deposed that the accused, Tournay, had a.s.sisted in rescuing the Citizeness de Rochefort from the prison boat number four on the River Loire on the fifth Nivose.
Cross-examined by Danton, he admitted reluctantly that he could not swear to the ident.i.ty of the accused, but felt certain it was he. It was a man of just his height and general appearance; he had good reason to know that the citizen colonel was much interested in the fate of the Citizeness de Rochefort.
Danton dismissed him with a contemptuous wave of the hand, and Leboeuf retired, outwardly discomfited and purple of face, yet with a certain inward sense of relief that the examination was over.
"The citizen colonel admits that he escorted a woman to the frontier,"
Danton went on, "but it was under a pa.s.sport issued by the Committee of Public Safety. It has not been proven that this woman was the escaped prisoner, Citizeness de Rochefort. He also admits having refused to accompany the commissioners to Paris, and having expelled them from his camp. For this act of discourtesy to the committee he offers an apology, and pleads in extenuation that it was on the eve of a battle in which his presence was necessary to our armies."
Robespierre turned to St. Just and Couthon. They held an animated discussion, during which both the latter were seen to remonstrate.
Finally at a signal from the president, the entire committee withdrew for consultation.
Tournay glanced about the room. He knew that he had the interest and sympathy of most who were present, and from the manner in which the inquiry had been conducted, he felt little anxiety as to the result.
He had not long to wait before the members of the committee entered the room and took their places.
The president touched the bell. St. Just rose, and speaking with apparent reluctance said:--
"The committee do not find sufficient evidence to warrant the trial of Colonel Robert Tournay upon the charge of treason to the Republic."
A cheer rang through the room, which was re-echoed in the corridor and out into the street beyond.
The president touched his bell sharply. St. Just continued:--
"The committee relieves Colonel Tournay from his command for the present. He will await here in Paris the orders of the committee in regard to returning to the army. The inquiry is now ended, and the meeting adjourns."
Tournay walked out of the court accompanied by Danton and through the street to his friend"s lodgings, followed by an admiring crowd cheering the hero of Landau.
Two incidents took place in quick succession during the short walk to Danton"s house.
These incidents had no relation to each other, yet they both gave Tournay the uncomfortable sensation that besets a man when he is contending with unknown or secret forces.
In pa.s.sing by the Jacobin Club he saw a man enter at the door. He could not see the face, but the figure and movements were so much like those of de Lacheville that had he not felt sure that it would be equivalent to the marquis"s death-sentence for him to be found in Paris, he would have been certain it was his enemy. The idea was so unlikely, however, that he dismissed it from his mind.
As they pa.s.sed down the Rue des Cordelieres and reached the door of Danton"s house, a man, issuing from the crowd, brushed closely against Tournay"s shoulder. In doing so the colonel felt a letter slipped into his hand. "From a friend," sounded in his ear. "Examine it when alone."
Tournay mechanically put the paper in his pocket, and followed Danton into the house, upon the giant uttering the laconic invitation:--
"Come in."
"You have not said a word about the prompt dismissal of the charges against me," said Tournay, as they entered the dingy room which served Danton for office as well as salon.
The giant threw off his coat and filled his pipe. Taking a seat he began to smoke rapidly.
"There is more behind it," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"Did you not notice that no attempt was made to convict you?"
"I did, but I attributed it to lack of evidence on their part."
"Lack of evidence!" repeated Danton. "They are capable of manufacturing that when needed."
"I confess I thought it possible that the popularity of the army with the people had something to do with it."
Danton smiled pityingly.
"I tell you that there is something behind it all. I cannot account for Robespierre"s sudden change. It was he who directed your acquittal.
There is something behind all this. He works in the dark, and secretly.
Tournay, I mistrust that man as much as I hate him," and he began to smoke violently.
"Why do you not crush him, Jacques?" asked Tournay coolly.
"Ay, that"s the question I often ask myself," said Danton, lifting up his mighty arm and looking at it, smiling grimly the while as if he were thinking of Robespierre"s sallow face and puny body.
"If you don"t crush him, he will sting you to death," added Tournay impressively, as he rose to go.
Danton doubled up his arm once more till the muscles swelled into great knots upon it. "Ha, ha," he laughed, "I don"t fear that, Tournay; he"s too much of a coward to lay hands upon me."
"Do you never fear for your own safety when you see so many falling beneath the hand of this man who rules France?" asked Tournay.
Danton started at the words "rules France."
"Yes, he does rule France. He rules the tribunal. He rules me, curse him! But as for fearing him, Jacques Danton fears nothing in this world or the next."
"Good-night," said Tournay shortly. "But remember, Jacques, you, of all men, can crush the tyrant if you will."
"Good-night," said Danton, placing his huge hand on Tournay"s shoulder.
"Be a.s.sured that Robespierre is holding something back. There is something behind the mask. Be prepared."
Tournay laughed. "I cannot, perhaps, say unreservedly that I fear nothing in this world or the next, Jacques, but be a.s.sured, I do not fear him." And he walked away with head erect and military swing, toward the Rue des Mathurins. Danton resumed his pipe, muttering to himself like some volcano rumbling inwardly,--
"Jacques, you can crush him if you will!"