It had been effected quietly, the doors had again been locked before those in the neighbourhood knew what was going on, and a guard had been left inside, partly, it was said, in order that the mansion might be preserved from pillage and be used for public purposes, partly that the young count, who was absent, might be arrested when he returned.
As Harry knew that the duke had estates in the neighbourhood of Fontainebleau he thought it probable that Victor might have gone thither, and he at once proceeded towards the gate by which he would enter on his return thence.

He sat down a short distance outside the gate and watched patiently for some hours until he perceived a horseman approaching at a gallop and at once recognized Victor de Gisons.

Harry went forward on to the road and held out his arms.
The young count, not recognizing him, did not check his horse and would have ridden him down had he not jumped aside, at the same time shouting to him by name to stop.
"What do you want, fellow ?" Victor exclaimed, reining in his horse.
"You do not recognize me!" Harry said.

"I am Harry Sandwith, count, and I am here to warn you of the danger of proceeding." "Why, what has happened ?" Victor exclaimed anxiously; "and why are you in disguise, Monsieur Sandwith ?" "A great number of arrests have taken place in the night, among them that of the Marquis de St.Caux and your father.

Men are waiting inside your house to arrest you as you enter." Victor uttered an exclamation of anger.
"That is why I have been sent away," he said.