She did not lose her senses, for she heard a cry in response to her own, and the crashing of something forcing its way through the hedge.

Then she felt a hot breath upon her face, and then something cold and wet touched her cheek.

She opened her eyes languidly, and saw Bruno licking her face and hands.
At the same moment Norbert dashed through the hedge and stood before her.

At once she realized the advantage of her position and closed her eyes once more.

Norbert, as he hung over the seemingly unconscious form of this fair young creature, felt that his senses were deserting him, for he greatly feared that he had killed Mademoiselle de Laurebourg.