Bid him stop you at his peril!" I hastily muttered my thanks, and she as hastily took something from a drawer, and tore it into strips.

Before I knew what she was doing she was on her knees by me, fastening a white band of linen round my left sleeve.

Then she took my cap, and with the same precipitation fixed a fragment of the stuff in it, in the form of a rough cross.
"There," she said.

"Now, listen, M.de Caylus.

There is more afoot to-night than you know of.