'Come,' he said presently, drawing me to the window, 'let me show you some more of your old friends.' I looked out, and saw below me in the courtyard my three horses drawn up in a row, the Cid being bestridden by Simon Fleix, who, seeing me, waved a triumphant greeting.

A groom stood at the head of each horse, and on either side was a man with a torch.

My companion laughed gleefully.
'It was Maignan's arrangement,' he said.

'He has a quaint taste in such things.' After greeting Simon Fleix a hundred times, I turned back into the room, and, my heart overflowing with gratitude and wonder, I begged M.de Rosny to acquaint me with the details of mademoiselle's escape.
'It was the most simple thing in the world,' he said, taking me by the hand and leading me back to the hearth.

'While you were engaged with the rascals, the old woman who daily brought mademoiselle's food grew alarmed at the uproar, and came into the room to learn what it was.
Mademoiselle, unable to help you, and uncertain of your success, thought the opportunity too good to be lost.