She need no longer plot and scheme for the dismissal of the secretary, for his tongue had been silenced for ever.
A ray of comfort dawned in Diana's heart at this idea, and gave her the strength to descend the staircase.

Halfway down she met M.de Clinchain, who was ascending.

He seized her by the arm, and said hoarsely,-- "Go back, madame, go back!" "But tell me what has happened." "A terrible calamity.

Go back to your room, I beg of you.

Your husband will be here presently;" and, as Octave appeared, he absolutely pushed her into her own room.
Octave followed, and, extending his arms, pressed his wife closely to his breast, bursting as he did so into a passion of sobs.
"Ah!" cried M.de Clinchain joyously, "he is saved.