Orlando slid to the ground beside the figure which was slowly raising itself from the ground.
"What's the matter?
Are you all right?
Have they hurt you ?" he asked, as he stooped over and caught the shoulders of the victim of the two fleeing figures.
At that instant there were two more pistol-shots, and a bullet hit the ground beside Orlando.

Then he saw dimly the face of the man whom he was helping to his feet.
"Mazarine! Good Lord-Mazarine!" he said in an anxious voice.

"What have they done to you ?" "Nothing--I'm all right.

The dogs, the rogues, the thieves--but they didn't get it! It was in the pockets of my shirt." The old man was almost hysterical.

"You just come in time, Mr.Guise.You frightened 'em off.