human
Here is the warrant, L'Hérault said, handing it to the governor of the Hôtel de Ville--for such the principal official by his side was--
gpt
It is our royal will that the prisoner tried at our _cours criminel_ by M. Barthe de la Rennie, one of our judges, and sentenced to die on the morning of Monday, the 26th June of this year 1692, be released and set free unconditionally. And may----
human
What! exclaimed St. Georges, reeling backward, and speaking in a hoarse whisper--
gpt
The king, L'Hérault answered. Then he said briefly,
human
You are free.
gpt
Free! Not to go to--to that?
human
Not to go to that--though 'tis where escaped _galériens_ usually go sooner or later. Your time is not yet come, it seems. I know no more, except that at midnight I was roused from my bed to ride here with this, pointing to the paper in the governor's hand,
gpt
putting another in St. Georges's.
human
It will, he continued,
gpt
Sir, St. Georges said, and as he spoke L'Hérault looked at him, wondering if in truth this was an innocent man before him,