There can be no escape.' 'You will take my word ?' he said slowly.
'Give it, and you may keep your pistols, M.de Cocheforet.' 'Tell me at least that you are not alone.' 'I am not alone.' 'Then I give it,' he said with a sigh.

'And for Heaven's sake get me something to eat and a bed.

I am tired of this pig-sty.

MON DIEU! it is a fortnight since I slept between sheets.' 'You shall sleep to-night in your own house, if you please,' I answered hurriedly.

'But here they come.