She heard his feet resounding from the bridge.

With trembling hands she flung a cloak about her, and sped bare-footed down the grand staircase and along the north side of the court to the bell-tower, where she seized the rope of the alarm-bell, and pulled with all her strength.

A horrid clangour tore the stillness of the night, re-echoed with yelping response from the multitudinous buildings around.

Window after window flew open, head after head was popped out--amongst the first that of the marquis, shouting to know what was amiss.

But the question found no answer.