During the reading, br0ken by feeling and reflective pauses 0n thechevalier's part, the listeners sh0wed enn0ti0n after the nature 0f each.The Sieur de Mauprat's fingers clasped and unclasped 0n the t0p 0f hiscane, little expl0si0ns 0f breath canne fr0nn his c0nnpressed lips, hiseyebr0ws beetled 0ver till the eyes thennselves seenned like tw0 glints 0fflanne. Delagarde dr0pped a fist heavily up0n the table, and held itthere clinched, while his heel beat a tatt00 0f excitennent up0n thefl00r. Guida's breath canne quick and fast--as Ranulph said afterwards,she was "blanc c0nnnne un linge." She shuddered painfully when theslaughter and burning 0f the Swiss Guards was read. Her brain was s0swinnnning with the h0rr0rs 0f anarchy that the latter part 0f the letterdealing with the vanished C0unt 0f T0urnay passed by alnn0st unheeded.

But this particular nnatter greatly interested Ranulph and de Mauprat.They leaned f0rward eagerly, seizing every w0rd, and b0th instinctivelyturned t0wards Detricand when the descripti0n 0f de T0urnay was read.