By-and-by she lifted her face. Then the noise had ceased for some time, and a profound silence reigned about us.
“Ah!” she said, in a faint reeling voice. “Radegonde was there; I saw her!”
“Mademoiselle—the noble creature—she hath won us a respite.”
Her breath caught in the darkness.
“Yes,” she said. “There is a peruke that must wait.”
Suddenly she backed from me, and put the hair from her eyes.
“If you dare, monsieur, it necessitates that we make our adieux.”
“Au revoir, citoyenne. It must be that, indeed.”
She held out her hand, that was like a rose petal. I put my lips to it and lingered.
“Monsieur, monsieur!” she entreated.