Marguerite had heard Chauvelin give the orders for the patrolling of all the roads.

She knew that if Percy now left the "Chat Gris"-- in whatever direction he happened to go--he could not go far without being sighted by some of Captain Jutley's men on patrol.

On the other hand, if he stayed, then Desgas would have time to come back with the dozen men Chauvelin had specially ordered.
The trap was closing in, and Marguerite could do nothing but watch and wonder.

The two men looked such a strange contrast, and of the two it was Chauvelin who exhibited a slight touch of fear.

Marguerite knew him well enough to guess what was passing in his mind.