Sometimes she bade Michel unfasten the little boat, and then, well wrapped in furs, would row up the Reissouse as far as Montagnac or down to Saint-Just.

During these trips she spoke to no one.

Then she dined.

After dinner, she retired to her bedroom and did not appear again.
By half-past six, therefore, Michel and Jacques could decamp without arousing any suspicion as to their where-about; and, accordingly, at that hour they took their blouses, game-bags and guns, and started.
Roland had given them their instructions.

They were to follow the pacing horse until they had ascertained his destination, or until they had lost all trace of him.