Come, make haste, open all the doors, you mustn't leave a cupboard closed." Then climbing to the upper floor, he and Mondesir explored in turn every apartment and corner till they at last reached the room where Eve and Gerard were together.

Here the waiter was unable to admit them, as the door was bolted inside.

"Open the door!" he called through the keyhole, "it isn't you that they want!" At last the bolt was drawn back, and Dupot, without even venturing to smile, allowed the trembling lady and gentleman to go downstairs, while Mondesir, entering the room, looked under every article of furniture, and even peeped into a little cupboard in order that no neglect might be imputed to him.
Meantime, in the public room which they had to cross after descending the stairs, Eve and Gerard experienced fresh emotion; for people whom they knew were there, brought together by an extraordinary freak of chance.
Although Eve's face was hidden by a thick veil, her eyes met her son's glance and she felt sure that he recognised her.

What a fatality! He had so long a tongue and told his sister everything! Then, as the Count, in despair at such a scandal, hurried off with the Baroness to conduct her through the pouring rain to her cab, they both distinctly heard little Princess Rosemonde exclaim: "Why, that was Count de Quinsac! Who was the lady, do you know ?" And as Hyacinthe, greatly put out, returned no answer, she insisted, saying: "Come, you must surely know her.

Who was she, eh ?" "Oh! nobody.