The Scarlet Pimpernel: Chapter 31 Summary & Analysis

Lying on the ground, Lady Blakeney is aware only of the sounds of nature and the rushing waves. Her dress is torn and her feet (she has long since lost her shoes) are raw and worn from walking. In the quiet night, “the sound of a good, solid, absolutely British ‘Damn!’” breaks the near silence. “Odd’s life!” Sir Percy yells, “but I wish those demmed fellows had not hit quite so hard!” Lady Blakeney looks in the direction of the voice and sees her husband’s eyes “shining out of the weird and distorted mask of the Jew.”

“Percy!” yells Lady Blakeney. “I am here! Come to me!” Sir Percy is still tied up, no matter how loosely, and cannot break free. She will have to make it to him and untie his hands. When Lady Blakeney finally makes it to her husband, her fingers are “numb,” so she begins to chew away at Sir Percy’s restraints with her teeth. Once he is finally free, he smiles at his wife, still disguised as the Jew. He laughs and takes off “the disfiguring wig and curls.”

“Percy,” Lady Blakeney says, “if you only knew…” Sir Percy looks at his wife tenderly. “I do know, dear…everything,” he says. She asks if he can ever forgive her, and he claims forgiveness is not necessary. “I have naught to forgive sweetheart; your heroism, your devotion, which I, alas! so little deserved, have more than atoned for the unfortunate episode at the ball.” She is shocked that Percy knows even about the ball. “But Armand…” she remembers. Safely aboard the Day Dream, Percy says, with the Comte de Tournay.

Lady Blakeney has forgotten all about Sir Andrew as well. Sir Percy had run into him back in Calais, before meeting Chauvelin at the “Chat Gris.” Percy had sent Sir Andrew here, to the Père Blanchard’s hut, by way of a “roundabout road” unknown to Chauvelin and his men. That way, Sir Andrew was both safely out of the way and moving toward the Day Dream, whose dinghy is presently waiting for all of them just beyond a cove. “Ah! [Sir Andrew] will make pretty little Suzanne a most admirable and methodical husband,” Percy says.

“The boat of the Day Dream?” Marguerite asks. Sir Percy laughs. When he slipped instructions for Armand into the hut, Percy gave him a second letter to leave behind for Chauvelin—sending him in the opposite direction to Calais. After the dinghy dropped Armand and the others onboard the Day Dream, it came back and hid behind the cove. “But I…I cannot walk,” Lady Blakeney says. “I will carry you, dear,” Percy replies and lifts her from the ground. Undoubtedly exhausted and strained by the beating of Chauvelin’s men, Sir Percy carries the “precious burden” all the way to the Day Dream’s boat.

In less than an hour, they are all onboard the Day Dream, and “the rest is silence! —silence and joy for those who had endured so much suffering, yet found at last a great and lasting happiness.” The wedding of Sir Andrew Ffoulkes to Mlle. Suzanne de Tournay is the social event of the season, and M. Chauvelin, the “accredited agent” of France, is never again seen in London, “after that memorable evening at Lord Grenville’s ball.”