"Without there!" He raised his voice.
An orderly appeared.

"Send Monsieur St.Laurent to me." "Monsieur," continued the old man, as the officer presented himself, "you will conduct the Countess Laure d'Aumenier to the small drawing-room; you will leave her there; you will then go to the guard-house and bring thence the prisoner, Marteau; you will conduct him to mademoiselle, my niece, and you will leave them together for half an hour; you will see that the prisoner is carefully guarded, that sentries are posted outside of the windows, and you, yourself, will remain with other escort, in front of the door." "But out of hearing," said the young woman quickly.
"That, of course.

And on your honor, on your duty, on your allegiance, you will say absolutely nothing about this to any one.

Do you understand ?" "I understand, monsieur.

I shall obey," said St.Laurent, a youth of rare quality, as has been seen.
"Good.