"Don't look!" cried Mr. Lorry, absolutely desperate.
"No, Lucie, my dear, nor you!" He got his arm round her, and held her.
"Don't be so terrified, my love.
I solemnly swear to you that I know of no harm having happened to Charles; that I had no suspicion even of his being in this fatal place.
What prison is he in?"
"La Force!"
"La Force! Lucie, my child, if ever you were brave and serviceable in your life-and you were always both-you will compose yourself now, to do exactly as I bid you; for more depends upon it than you can think, or I can say.
There is no help for you in any action on your part to-night; you cannot possibly stir out.
I say this, because what I must bid you to do for Charles's sake, is the hardest thing to do of all.
You must instantly be obedient, still, and quiet.