"Come in here, and leave that man." At this the duke suddenly bent forward, his scornful, insolent toleration giving place to interest.
"News ?" he cried, and he drew her toward the door to which she had been going, neither of them paying any more attention to me.

And the door closed upon them.
The duke had not needed Bontet's rousing.

I did not need Bontet to tell me that the coast was clear.

With a last alert glance at the door, I trod softly across the landing and reached the stairs by which Mlle.

Delhasse had descended.