But she was definitely aware of danger, and too late aware of it.

She struggled vainly.

From her head to her feet she was powerless.

She cried out hysterically to her patron: "Madame! Madame! There is something--a presence here--some one who means harm! I know it!" And upon the old woman's face there came a look, not of alarm, but of extraordinary relief.

The genuine, heartfelt cry restored her confidence in Celia.
"Some one--who means harm!" she whispered, trembling with excitement.
"Ah, mademoiselle is already under control," said Helene, using the jargon which she had learnt from Celia's lips.
Adele Rossignol grinned.
"Yes, la petite is under control," she repeated, with a sneer; and all the elegance of her velvet gown was unable to hide her any longer from Celia's knowledge.