And taking Antoinette's arm in hers, she led her back to the cell they occupied in common. Antoinette entered first, leaving Dolores alone an instant in the main corridor. The latter turned and swiftly retraced her steps. She was seeking Aubry, the jailer. She soon met him. He, too, was ignorant of all that had occurred.
"Where are you going?" he inquired, in a half-good-natured, half-grumbling tone.
"I was looking for you," Dolores replied. "I must send a message to Coursegol this very night."
"I am not sure that I can get permission to leave the prison."
"You must," she eagerly rejoined. "It is absolutely necessary that I see Coursegol to-morrow morning at nine o'clock. If he comes later, he will not find me here."
And as Aubry looked at her in astonishment, she added:
"I am to appear to-morrow before the Tribunal."
"You! I hoped they had forgotten you."
"Hush! not a word to any one, above all, to the young girl who shares my cell. If you have any regard for me, give my message to Coursegol. You will do a good deed for which you shall be rewarded."
She left the kind-hearted jailer without another word, and hastened back to the cell where Antoinette was awaiting her.