“Count Ville-Handry would say to you—But you shall hear to-morrow what he will tell you.”
Daniel began to feel utterly dismayed.
“What can be done, then?” he asked.
“We must wait till we have sufficient evidence in hand to crush at one blow Sarah Brandon, Thorn, and Mrs. Brian.”
“Well; but how shall we get such evidence?”
The old gentleman cast a look of intelligence at his sister, smiled, and said with a strange accent in his voice,—
“I have collected some. As to the rest”—
“Well?”
“Well, my dear M. Champcey, I am no longer troubled about getting more, since I have found out that the Countess Sarah is in love with you.”
Now Daniel began to understand the part Papa Ravinet expected him to play. Still he did not object; he bowed his head under the clear eye of Henrietta, and said in a low voice,—