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`` Then fetch them . They are as good as any others . '' With these , and a dozen or so dragged from sick-beds , the total was made up to about a hundred and thirty . The Marats , further reinforced now by half a company of National Guards , set out from the prison towards five o'clock in the morning ; urging their victims along with blows and curses . Our cocassier found himself bound wrist to wrist with a young Capuchin brother , who stumbled along in patient resignation , his head bowed , his lips moving as if he were in prayer . `` Can you guess what they are going to do with us ? '' murmured Leroy .