La
Chatre knew that."
"Alas, it is true!" she moaned, while tears ran down her face. "I sent
him word!"
"You sent him word! You learned how to reach La Tournoire's hiding-place
from the man you thought his friend, and you sent the secret to the
governor, whom you knew to be his enemy? And yet you are not as bad as I
can think you!"
"I sent him word of your hiding-place; but he was not to seize you till I
had arranged a meeting with you alone and informed him of it!"
"You confess this! Oh, mademoiselle!"
"Consider! Did I arrange that meeting?"
"You had not time. It was but this afternoon you learned La Chatre was at
Clochonne."
"Yet, instead of coming here to-night I might have done it, monsieur. I
ran no risk of discovery in staying at Maury. You would still have had
faith in me had I remained there. And it was easy to do; it was all
planned. You know the old tower by the spring, to which we walked the
other day. I was to send Hugo at midnight to M. de la Chatre, with word
to have his men hidden there to-morrow at sunset. To-morrow I was to go
off into the forest with Jeannotte, and at sunset she was to come to you,
saying that I was at the tower grievously injured. You would have gone,
monsieur, without waiting to call any of your men; you would have come at
my summons on the instant, to the end of the world--"
"You knew that? Truly, the heart of man is an open page to women!"
"It was easily to be done, monsieur.
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