Then might will assert itself, and St.Auban need but show his fangs to drive the sneaking coward away from the prize he fondly dreams is to be his." "When do these gentlemen propose to carry out their plan?
Have they determined that ?" I inquired breathlessly.
"Aye, they have.

They hope to accomplish it this very day.

Mademoiselle de Canaples has received a letter wherein she is asked to meet her anonymous writer in the coppice yonder, at the Angelus this evening, if she would learn news of great importance to her touching a conspiracy against her father." "Faugh!" I sneered.

"'T is too poor a bait to lure her with." "Say you so?
Believe me that unless she be dissuaded she will comply with the invitation, so cunningly was the letter couched.

A closed carriage will be waiting at this very spot.