In short, she threw more and more dust in all their eyes.
But by the time when the rising sun came faintly in and lighted the haggard party, where the deceived were happy, the deceivers wretched, the supernatural strength this young girl had shown was almost exhausted.

She felt an hysterical impulse to scream and weep: each minute it became more and more ungovernable.

Then came an unexpected turn.

Raynal after a long and tiring talk with his mother, as he called her, looked at his watch, and in a characteristic way coolly announced his immediate departure, this being the first hint he had given them that he was not come back for good.
The baroness was thunderstruck.
Rose and Josephine pressed one another's hands, and had much ado not to utter a loud cry of joy.
Raynal explained that he was the bearer of despatches.

"I must be off: not an hour to lose.