If they did, it would be all up with us; for they would send out and search the woods, and beat the bushes, and find our friends where they lie hidden.

The whole thing would fall through, and you would have to stop here with this horrid duke that you hate so much." "I will not go near the window," Isabelle answered, "nor even look towards it, however much I may wish to.

You may depend upon my discretion, Chiquita, I do assure you." Reassured upon this important point, Chiquita crept softly away, and went back to the lower room where she had left the ruffians carousing.
They were still there--lying about on the benches and the floor, in a drunken sleep, and evidently had not even missed her.

She curled herself up in a corner, as far as might be from the loathsome brutes, and was asleep in a minute.

The poor child was completely tired out; her slender little feet had travelled eight leagues the night before, running a good part of the way, and the return on horseback had perhaps fatigued her even more, being unaccustomed to it.