for a few moments there was a pause, and a hurry, and a murmur, and the unintelligible sound of his voice; and then mr. lorry saw him, surrounded by all, and in the midst of a line of twenty men long, all linked shoulder to shoulder, and hand to shoulder, hurried out with cries of "live the bastille prisoner! help for the bastille prisoner's kindred in la force! room for the bastille prisoner in front there! save the prisoner evremonde at la force!" and a thousand answering shouts.