I should not tell it to you, but she has never despaired since you came." John's fingers closed convulsively upon the large muscular hand of Suzanne and in the darkness the woman's grim face relaxed into a smile.
"You are holding my hand not that of Mademoiselle Julie," she said.
"Your words bring me such joy, Suzanne, that I forgot, but I must speak to your mistress." "You cannot.

It is impossible.

She is watched more closely than ever." "But there is news that she must know! Then you must tell it to her!" "What news?
You surely don't mean that they will try her on this ridiculous charge of being a spy!" "No, not that, Suzanne, but they're preparing to send her and you away." "And glad we both will be to leave this hateful castle of Zillenstein." "But it's not that you will fare better.

There will be no chance of freedom now.

You are to be sent into the higher mountains in the wilderness to a hunting lodge belonging to Auersperg.