He had caught sight of M.
Langis, hurrying from out a thicket, where he had been hidden.

Growing uneasy, he had approached the orchard through a path concealed by the heavy foliage.

Antoinette, out of breath, ran to him, gasping, "Camille, save me from this man!" and she threw herself into his arms, which closed about her with delight.

He felt her sink; she would have fallen had he not supported her.
At the same instant a menacing voice saluted him with the words, "Monsieur, we will meet again!" "To-day, if you will," he replied.
Antoinette's wild excitement had given place to insensibility; she neither saw nor heard; her limbs no longer sustained her.

Camille had great difficulty in bringing her to the house; she could not ascend the steps of the terrace; he was obliged to carry her.Mlle.Moiseney saw him, and filled the air with her cries.