"You may be seen." My mind was now possessed by the thing I should have thought of before.
I climbed to her balcony, and my one resolve was to get me thence as quickly as might be.
"I had not the right to enter here," I muttered.

"I--" I stopped short; to explain would only be to sully, and so, "Good-night! Adieu!" I ended brusquely.
"But, monsieur--" she began.
"Let me go," I commanded almost roughly, as I shook my arm free of her grasp.
"Bethink you that you are exhausted.

If you go forth now, monsieur, you will assuredly be taken.

You must not go." I laughed softly, and with some bitterness, too, for I was angry with myself.
"Hush, child," I said.

"Better so, if it is to be." And with that I drew aside the curtains and pushed the leaves of the window apart.