"However, she did not hope to get much out of him, for he is a timid man; but when he entered the garden, where she was walking, and gave her a consultation in the open air, he said to her, 'Hope!' In the mouth of any one else this would have been nothing—in his it was a vast deal; since we are told to hope, you have nothing to fear, as our affairs are intimately connected."
"However," said Gaston, "La Jonquiere seemed sure of what he said."
At this moment Pompadour knocked.
Gaston went to the hole, which, with the aid of his knife, he soon made practicable.
"Ask the Chevalier Dumesnil if he does not know anything more from Mademoiselle de Launay."
"About what?"
"One of us; I overheard some words between the governor and the major at my door—they were, 'condemned to death.'" Gaston shuddered.
"Be easy, marquis; I believe they spoke of me."
"Diable! that would not make me easy at all; firstly, because we have quickly become friends, and I should be grieved if anything were to happen to you; and, secondly, because what happened to you might well happen to us, our affairs being so similar."
"And you believe that Mademoiselle de Launay could remove your doubts."