'What was the woman like ?' I said.
'She had very much of Franchette's figure,' he answered.

He could not go beyond that.

Blinded by the idea that the woman was mademoiselle's attendant, and no one else, he had taken little heed of her, and could not even say for certain that she was not a man in woman's clothes.
I thought the matter over and discussed it with him; and was heartily minded to punish M.de Bruhl, if I could discover a way of turning his treacherous plot against himself.

But the lack of any precise knowledge of his plans prevented me stirring in the matter; the more as I felt no certainty that I should be master of my actions when the time came.
Strange to say the discovery of this movement on the part of Bruhl, who had sedulously kept himself in the background since the scene in the king's presence, far from increasing my anxieties, had the effect of administering a fillip to my spirits; which the cold and unyielding pressure of the Jacobin had reduced to a low point.

Here was something I could understand, resist, and guard against.