Gaston rose. He seemed to hear a buzzing in his ears, for to a man condemned to death every injunction which he does not understand is a torture.
"May I know the reason, monsieur?" asked Gaston, in so calm a tone that it was impossible to detect his real emotion.
"To receive a visit," replied the governor. "Yesterday, after the interrogatory, did you not ask the lieutenant of police to be allowed to see some one?"
Gaston started.
"And is it that person?" asked he.
"Yes, monsieur."
Gaston had asked for two persons; the governor only announced one; which one was it? He had not the courage to ask, and silently followed the governor.
De Launay led Gaston to the council-chamber; on entering, he cast an eager glance around, but the room was empty.
"Remain here, monsieur; the person whom you expect is coming," said the governor, who bowed and went out.
Gaston ran to the window, which was barred, and looked out—there was a sentinel before it.