M. de Tregars took Maxence aside, and in a hurried whisper,

“You must,” said he, “go at once to the Rue St. Gilles, and in my

name request your sister to accompany you. You will take a closed

carriage, and you’ll go and wait in the Rue St. Lazare, opposite

No. 25. It may be that Mlle. Gilberte’s assistance will become

indispensable to me. And, as Lucienne must not be left alone, you

will request Mme. Fortin to go and stay with her.”

And, without waiting for an answer,

“Let us go,” he said to Mme. Cadelle.

They started but the young woman was far from being in her usual

spirits. It was clear that she was regretting bitterly having gone

so far, and not having been able to get away at the last moment.

As the carriage went on, she became paler and a frown appeared upon

her face.

“No matter,” she began: “it’s a nasty thing I am doing there.”

“Do you repent then, assisting me to punish your friend’s assassins?”

said M. de Tregars.

She shook her head.

“I know very well that old Vincent is a scoundrel,” she said; “but

he had trusted me, and I am betraying him.”

“You are mistaken, madame. To furnish me the means of speaking to

M. Favoral is not to betray him; and I shall do every thing in my

power to enable him to escape the police, and make his way abroad.”

“What a joke!”

“It is the exact truth: I give you my word of honor.” She seemed

to feel easier; and, when the carriage turned into the Rue St.

Lazare, “Let us stop a moment,” she said.

“Why?”

“So that I can buy old Vincent’s breakfast. He can’t go out to eat,

of course; and so I have to take all his meals to him.”

Marius’s mistrust was far from being dissipated; and yet he did not

think it prudent to refuse, promising himself, however, not to lose

sight of Mme. Zelie. He followed her, therefore, to the baker’s

and the butcher’s; and when she had done her marketing, he entered

with her the house of modest appearance where she had her apartment.

They were already going up stairs, when the porter ran out of his

lodge.

“Madame!” he said, “madame!”

Mme. Cadelle stopped.

“What is the matter?”

“A letter for you.”

“For me?”

“Here it is. A lady brought it less than five minutes ago. Really,

she looked annoyed not to find you in. But she is going to come

back. She knew you were to be here this morning.”

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