And our heads are set for it." "What ?" "Make for Vrillac!" he answered, a savage gleam in his eyes.
"For Vrillac ?" "Yes." "Ah, if he would!" she cried, her face turning pale.

"If he would.

He would be safe there!" "Ay, quite safe!" he answered with a peculiar intonation.

And he looked at her askance.
He fancied that his thought, the thought which had just flashed into his brain, was her thought; that she had the same notion in reserve, and that they were in sympathy.

And Tavannes, seeing them talking together, and noting her look and the fervour of her gesture, formed the same opinion, and retired more darkly into himself.