Her first thought was to wonder that she had not yet seen the Duke of Vallombreuse; but she was thankful for his absence, and hoped that it would continue until Chiquita should have brought de Sigognac to the rescue.
The reason why the young duke had not yet made his appearance was one of policy.

He had taken especial pains to show himself at Saint Germain on the day of the abduction--had joined the royal hunting party, and been exceedingly and unwontedly affable to all who happened to come in contact with him.

In the evening he had played at cards, and lost ostentatiously sums that would have been of importance to a less wealthy man--being all the time in a very genial mood--especially after the arrival of a mounted messenger, who brought him a little note.

Thus the duke's desire to be able to establish an incontestable alibi, in case of need, had spared Isabelle thus far the infliction of his hated presence; but while she was congratulating herself upon it, and welcoming the sunshine that streamed into her room, she heard the drawbridge being let down, and immediately after a carriage dashed over it and thundered into the court.

Her heart sank, for who would be likely to enter in that style save the master of the house?
Her face grew deathly pale, she reeled, and for one dreadful moment felt as if she should faint; but, rallying her courage, she reminded herself that Chiquita had gone to bring de Sigognac to her aid, and determined afresh to meet bravely whatever trials might be in store for her, until her beloved knight and champion should arrive, to rescue her from her terrible danger and irksome imprisonment.