It reached the ears of the Seigneur, and a look of pain shot across his face.

Fournel was only dimly aware of the voice, for he was hard pressed, and it seemed to come from infinite distances.
Presently the voice stopped, and some one tried the door of the room.
It was Madelinette.

Astonished at finding it locked, she stood still a moment uncertain what to do.

Then the sounds of the struggle within came to her ears.

She shook the door, leaned her shoulders against it, and called, "Louis! Louis!" Suddenly she darted away, found Havel the faithful servant in the passage, and brought him swiftly to the door.
The man sprang upon it, striking with his shoulder.