But who gave the information of your whereabouts?
Who told the Keeper of the Seals where you were to be found ?" "Oh, that ?" I answered easily.

"Why, I never doubted it.

It was the coxcomb Saint-Eustache.

I whipped him--" I stopped short.

There was something in Marsac's black face, something in his glance, that forced the unspoken truth upon my mind.
"Mother in heaven!" I cried.