"They have done right. It is more humane," said Theophrastus sententiously.
"No doubt; but it's very much less impressive," said Adolphe coldly.
At once Marceline agreed with him …
One was not impressed at all … They had been expecting something very different… This was not at all what they had looked for.
But when they came on to the Clock platform, their feelings underwent a change. The formidable aspect of those feudal towers, the last relics of the old Frankish monarchy, troubles for awhile the spirit of even the most ignorant. This thousand-year-old prison has witnessed so many magnificent death-agonies and hidden such distant and such legendary despairs that it seems that one only has to penetrate its depths to find sitting in some obscure corner, damp and fatal, the tragic history of Paris, as immortal as those walls. That is why, with a little plaster, flooring, and paint, they have made there the office of the Director of the Conciergerie and that of the Recorder; they have put the ink-spiller in the place once occupied by the executioner. It is, as Theophrastus says, more humane.
None the less, since, as Adolphe affirmed, it