The captain stopped at the barracks, which were on the way, and Roland continued alone to the chateau.
Twenty minutes later--in order not to awaken Amelie--instead of ringing the bell he knocked on Michel's window-blind.

Michel opened, and with one bound Roland, devoured by that fever which took possession of him whenever he incurred, or merely dreamed of some danger, sprang into the room.
He would not have awakened Amelie had he rung, for Amelie was not asleep.

Charlotte had been into town ostensibly to see her father, but really to take a letter from her mistress to Morgan.

She had seen Morgan and brought back his answer.
Amelie was reading that answer, which was as follows: DEAR LOVE OF MINE--Yes, all goes well on your side, for you are an angel; but I greatly fear that all may go ill on mine, for I am the demon.
I must see you, I must hold you in my arms and press you to my Heart.

I know not what presentiment hangs over me; but I am sad, sad as death.
Send Charlotte to-morrow to make sure that Sir John is gone, and then, if you are certain, make the accustomed signal.