"My dear abbe, you speak like an oracle; explain yourself."
"This evening, at eight o'clock, I will come for you; we will go to the Rue des Bons Enfants together. To me the locality is eloquent."
"Ah! ah!" said D'Harmental, "I see; so near the Palais Royal, he will go on foot. The hotel which Madame de Sabran inhabits has an entrance from the Rue des Bons Enfants; after a certain hour they shut the passage from the Palais Royal, which opens on the Rue des Bons Enfants: and he will be obliged, on his return, to follow either the Cour des Fontaines, or the Rue Neuve des Bons Enfants, and then we shall have him. Mordieu! you are a great man, and if Monsieur de Maine does not make you cardinal, or at least archbishop, there will be no justice done."
"I think, therefore, that now you must hold yourself in readiness."
"I am ready."
"Have you the means of execution prepared?"——"I have."
"Then you can correspond with your men?"
"By a sign."
"And that sign cannot betray you?"
"Impossible."