"Where are you taking me, monsieur?" he said.
"Are you forbidden to afford me the poor consolation of knowing where I am going?"
"No, monsieur, I will tell you. We are to escort you to Île-Saint Georges."
"Adieu, madame," said Canolles, bowing respectfully to Madame de Cambes; "adieu!"
"Well, well," said Cauvignac to himself, "things aren't so far advanced as I thought. I will tell Nanon; it will please her immensely."
"Four men to escort the captain!" he cried, stepping to the door. "Forward, four men!"
"And where am I to be taken?" cried Madame de Cambes, holding out her arms toward the prisoner. "If the baron is guilty, I am still more guilty than he."
"You, madame," replied Cauvignac, "are free, and may go where you choose." And he left the room with the baron.
Madame de Cambes rose, with a gleam of hope, and prepared to leave the inn at once, before contrary orders should be issued.