This is my plan, Citoyenne.

I shall keep Guyot waiting below while you and your mother are fortifying yourselves by supper here.

Then I shall dismiss him with a recommendation that he keep a close watch upon the carriage, and the information that you will not be returning to it to-night.

A half-hour later or so, when things are quiet, I shall find a way out for you by the back, after which the rest must remain in your hands.

More I cannot do." "You can," she cried; "you can." "If you will enlighten me," said he, with the faintest touch of irony.
She looked at his stern, sardonic face and solemn grey eyes, and for a moment it almost seemed to her that she hated him more than anybody in the world.