If the prisoner needs anything, call." M.de Escorval's heart throbbed almost to bursting.

What was coming now?
Had M.de Courtornieu's counsels carried the day, or had Martial sent someone to aid him?
"We must not be dawdling here," said the corporal, as soon as the door was closed.
M.d'Escorval bounded from his chair.

This man was a friend.

Here was aid and life.
"I am Bavois," continued the corporal.

"Someone said to me just now: 'A friend of the Emperor is in danger; are you willing to lend him a helping hand ?' I replied: 'Present,' and here I am!" This certainly was a brave soul.