This disappearance and silence, to her who knew her brother so well, was even worse than open and declared war.
As for Morgan, she had not seen him since the scene we have narrated, when she promised to send him arms wherever he might be, in case he were condemned to death.

Amelie therefore awaited this interview, for which Morgan had asked, with as much impatience as he who had asked it.

As soon as she thought Michel and his son were in bed, she lighted the four windows with the candles which were to summon Morgan to her.
Then, following her lover's injunctions, she wrapped herself in a cashmere shawl, which Roland had brought her from the battlefield of the Pyramids, and which he had unwound from the head of a chieftain whom he had killed.

Over this she flung a fur mantle, left Charlotte behind to keep her informed in case of eventualities, which she trusted would not be forthcoming, opened the park gate, and hastened toward the river.
During the day she had gone to the Reissouse and back several times to trace a line of footsteps, among which the nocturnal ones would not be noticed.

She now descended, if not tranquilly at least boldly, the slope leading to the river.