And yet this lonely beautiful woman, with the strong will and the loyal heart, had touched my feelings, and I felt that I would help her to anything--even against my own better judgment, if she should desire it.

It was then with a mixture of feelings that late in the afternoon I saw her and General Savary enter the little room in which I lodged at Boulogne.

One glance at her flushed cheeks and triumphant eyes told me that she was confident in her own success.
'I told you that I would find him, Cousin Louis!' she cried; 'I have come straight to you, because you said that you would help in the taking of him.' 'Mademoiselle insists upon it that I should not use soldiers,' said Savary, shrugging his shoulders.
'No, no, no,' she cried with vehemence.

'It has to be done with discretion, and at the sight of a soldier he would fly to some hiding-place, where you would never be able to follow him.

I cannot afford to run a risk.