"Oh! Monsieur Lenet, I would that I might see her once more!"
"Do you wish me to go in search of her, and bring her to you?" asked Lenet, who had no longer any will of his own.
"Oh! yes," whispered Canolles.
"Very well! I will go; but you will kill her."
"So much the better!" whispered selfishness to the young man's heart; "if you kill her, she will never belong to another."
But he overcame this last weakness as suddenly as it assailed him.
"No, no," said he, seizing Lenet's hand; "you promised to remain with me, so remain."
"What does he say?" the duke inquired of the captain of the guards.
Canolles overheard the question.
"I was saying, Monsieur le Duc," said he, "that I thought it was not so far from the prison to the Esplanade."