The Princess and I turned in dismay.

We had forgotten all about the anonymous note.
Two officers were approaching us, and rapidly.

The elder of the two came straight to me.

I knew him to be as inexorable as his former master, the victor of Sedan.

The Princess looked on mechanically.
"Come," said the Count, in broken English; "I believe your carriage is at the gate." I glanced at the Princess.