I see it all.

You and I forbidden to meet--it was a trick to bring you here." "Oh, let me go!" she cried.

"Michel, Michel, take me hence." She turned towards the door.
"The gates are closed," he said, as a cannon boomed on the evening air.
Angele trembled violently.

"Oh, what will come of this ?" she cried, in tearful despair.
"Be patient, sweet, and let me think," he answered.

At that moment there came a knocking at the door, then it was thrown open, and there stepped inside the Earl of Leicester, preceded by a page bearing a torch.
"Is Michel de la Foret within ?" he called; then stopped short, as though astonished, seeing Angele.