“It may be less easy to find one to get out, Gerard.”
“Even so the work I have to do would not be stayed. I am firm on the point.”
“I do not like the look of it;” and Gabrielle’s face clouded.
“The look may change on closer view.”
“Harm will come of it, Gerard. Let me prevail.”
“When my work is done you shall never prefer a request in vain. But this you must not press.” She yielded then, albeit with anxiety and misgivings; and they went into the house.
Gerard hastened to his apartments to wait for Pascal and to complete the arrangements for striking the blow upon which he had now decided.
When Pascal arrived the two had a long conference, and once again Pascal advised a policy of caution.
“Don’t set your foot inside the Castle gates,” he urged vigorously. “It can do no good and may work incalculable mischief.”
“Would you go in my stead?”