"We should not get back before daylight.

I can easily find the way.

Good-bye until to-morrow." "Until to-morrow, then." Felicien obeyed, and watched Angelique as she ran, first under the shady elms, then along the banks of the Chevrotte, which were now bathed in light.

Soon she closed the gate of the park, then darted across the Clos-Marie, through the high grass.

While on her way, she thought it would be impossible to wait until sunrise, but that she would rap at the door of the Huberts' room as soon as she reached home, that she might wake them up and tell them everything.