"They must all perish or be saved together!" "Only petty noblemen!" remarked Michu.
"They are only chevaliers, I know that," she replied, "but they are related to the Cinq-Cygne and Simeuse blood.

Save them all, and advise them how best to regain this forest." "The gendarmes are here,--don't you hear them?
they are holding a council of war." "Well, you have twice had luck to-night; go! bring my cousins here and hide them in these vaults; they'll be safe from all pursuit--Alas! I am good for nothing!" she cried, with rage; "I should be only a beacon to light the enemy--but the police will never imagine that my cousins are in the forest if they see me at my ease.

So the question resolves itself into this: how can we get five good horses to bring them in six hours from Lagny to the forest,--five horses to be killed and hidden in some thicket." "And the money ?" said Michu, who was thinking deeply as he listened to the young countess.
"I gave my cousins a hundred louis this evening," she replied.
"I'll answer for them!" cried Michu.

"But once hidden here you must not attempt to see them.

My wife, or the little one, shall bring them food twice a week.