Oh, my God!" It was the first time that he had put the whole terrible circumstance into words, and it seemed to gain in reality by the recounting.

The agony of mind which he endured was almost unbearable; he hid his face in his hands lest Percy should see how terribly he suffered.
"I knew that," said Blakeney quietly.

Armand looked up in surprise.
"How?
When did you know it ?" he stammered.
"Last night when you left me.

I went down to the Square du Roule.

I arrived there just too late." "Percy!" exclaimed Armand, whose pale face had suddenly flushed scarlet, "you did that ?--last night you--" "Of course," interposed the other calmly; "had I not promised you to keep watch over her?
When I heard the news it was already too late to make further inquiries, but when you arrived just now I was on the point of starting out, in order to find out in what prison Mademoiselle Lange is being detained.