“Oh, never!” cried Andrée.
“Then,” said the officer, laughing, “profit by the space which I shall make in the crowd, and vanish.”
The ladies gathered from his manner that he shared the opinion of the people as to their station, but it was no time for explanations.
“Give us your arm to a cab-stand,” said the elder lady, in a voice full of authority.
“I was going to make your horse rear, and thereby clear you a passage,” said the young man, who did not much wish to take the charge of escorting them through the crowd; “the people will become yet more enraged, if they hear us speaking in a language unknown to them.”
“Weber,” cried the lady, in a firm voice, “make Bélus rear to disperse the crowd.”
“And then, madame?”
“Remain till we are gone.”
“But they will destroy the carriage.”
“Let them; what does that matter? save Bélus if you can, but yourself above all.”