Madeleine whispered to me, "Let us pray that strength for her duty may be given her." I nodded and smiled.
Meanwhile my mother went out to the appointed place where, it seems, Raoul had daily placed a loaf.

We, who were not in the secret, had much wondered where our bread came from, and how it lasted out.

This time she returned with a large sausage as well; so we ate our meal with gladness and thankfulness of heart, La Croissette insisting on passing round his bottle, which, somehow, he always kept well filled.

And had this man had a mind to betray us, how easily he might have done so! He overheard our plans, might have drugged our wine, and stretched us all powerless; might have told his comrades to make sport of us, and kept out of sight himself; or might openly have led the dragoons to our hiding-place with torches and weapons.

Our blessed Lord had more reason, humanly speaking, to trust Judas, than we to trust La Croissette; but you see this man was honest; you could not have tempted him to sell us for thirty pieces of silver.
When he went forth, though, after supper, my mind misgave me for a while, thinking, "What if he be gone to betray us ?" I wronged his worthy heart.