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But the man 's calm , his immobility , recalled St. Just to himself . Reason , that had almost yielded to passion again , found strength to drive the enemy back this time , to whisper a warning , an admonition , even a reminder . Enough harm , God knows , had been done by tempestuous passion already . And God alone knew what terrible consequences its triumph now might bring in its trial , and striking on Armand 's buzzing ears Chauvelin 's words came back as a triumphant and mocking echo : `` He 'll be a dead man at dawn if I do not put in an appearance by six o'clock . '' The red film lifted , the candle flickered low , the devils vanished , only the pale face of the Terrorist gazed with gentle irony out of the gloom . `` I think that I need not detain you any longer , citizen , St. Just , '' he said quietly ; `` you can get three or four hours ' rest yet before you need make a start , and I still have a great many things to see to . I wish you good-night , citizen . ''