"Apparently, since you see I have taken refuge in it."
"True; you do not fear that you will be discovered?"
"Impossible; nobody knows of the existence of the place."
"I, however—I know it."
"Yes, you; but you are a proscrit, like myself."
"How do you know that?"
"I suppose so; otherwise you would not be here."
"Possibly; but as I know it, others may know it—especially as I did not discover it myself."
"Yes, but he who has told you, and who has brought you here, wishes, no doubt, to place you in a position where you will not run the risk of falling into the hands of those who seek you. He must be master of his secret."
"Well, I give up any more discussion with you, for you answer everything with a knock-down logic. In my turn, I give you my word of honour as a Frenchman, that you have nothing to fear from me, and that I will serve you in all I can."