She sat up quickly. "Why, I have been asleep!"
"Yes," he said. "And you will be the better for it. Noel has gone to secure a conveyance. The place is crammed, as you know. You are feeling all right?"
Again for a moment she felt his scrutiny, and her heart quickened under it. But she mustered a smile.
"Yes, quite. You will let me come with you, Trevor? You won't go on first?"
"I shall not leave you," he said.
He gave her his hand to descend from the train, and she clung to it while they threaded their way through the noisy, gesticulating crowd that thronged the platform.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she found herself at last in the ramshackle fiacre which Noel by strenuous effort had managed to commandeer. The din bewildered her. But for her husband's protecting presence she would have felt like a lost child.
As they rumbled away over the stones of Valpré he spoke. "We are in time,
Chris."
Her heart gave a great throb. "Are we? But how do you know?"
"Everyone is talking of him," he said quietly. "And I gather that he has been arrested."