two minutes after eight
And well might Robespierre welcome one of the subtlest agents of his power , -- one on whom he relied more than the clubs of his Jacobins , the tongues of his orators , the bayonets of his armies ; Guerin , the most renowned of his ecouteurs , -- the searching , prying , universal , omnipresent spy , who glided like a sunbeam through chink and crevice , and brought to him intelligence not only of the deeds , but the hearts of men ! `` Well , citizen , well ! -- and what of Tallien ? '' `` This morning , early , two minutes after eight , he went out . '' `` So early ? -- hem ! '' `` He passed Rue des Quatre Fils , Rue de Temple , Rue de la Reunion , au Marais , Rue Martin ; nothing observable , except that -- '' `` That what ? ''