This, however, was no more than a subterfuge to which he was resorting with a view to baffling the later possibility of their being traced.

Ombreval naturally enough plied him with questions as they went, to which La Boulaye returned such curt answers that in the end, discouraged and offended, the nobleman became silent.
Arrived at the Porte St.Martin they alighted, and La Boulaye dismissed the carriage.

On foot he now led his companion as far as the church of St.Nicholas des Champs, where he hired a second cabriolet, bidding the man drive him to the Quai de la Greve.

Having reached the riverside they once more took a short walk, crossing by the Pont au Change, and thence making their way towards Notre Dame, in the neighbourhood of which La Boulaye ushered the Vicomte into a third carriage, and thinking that by now they had done all that was needed to efface their tracks, he ordered the man to proceed as quickly as possible to Choisy.
They arrived at that little village on the Seine an hour or so later, and having rid themselves of their conveyance, Caron inquired and discovered the way to the house of Citoyenne Godelliere.
Mademoiselle was within, and at sound of Caron's voice questioning the erstwhile servant who had befriended her, she made haste to show herself.

And at a word from her, Henriette admitted the two men and ushered them into a modest parlour, where she left them with Mademoiselle.
La Boulaye was the first to speak.
"I trust that I have not kept you waiting overlong, Citoyenne," he said, by way of saying something.
"Monsieur," she answered him, with a look that was full of gratitude and kindliness "you have behaved nobly, and to my dying day I shall remember it." This La Boulaye deprecated by a gesture, but uttered no word as the Vicomte now stepped forward and bore Suzanne's hand to his lips.
"Mademoiselle," said he, "Monsieur La Boulaye here was very reticent touching the manner in which my release has been gained.