"Stop!" sharply cried one of the two unknown, letting fall the lappet of her mantle, "Do you not see who we are?"
"Oh!" cried the Frenchman, recognising the marchioness.
"I thought," she resumed, "that for the hazardous adventure which we undertake this costume would be better than our own."
"And you are most decidedly right, Madame. Oh! now, if there be no unforeseen complications, I think I may almost answer for the success of your escape."
The young girl concealed herself timidly and trembling behind her mother.
"We will leave when you please, Madame," pursued the young man, "only I think the sooner the better."
"Immediately! Immediately!" cried the marchioness.
"Very well," said the superior, "follow me."
They quitted the chamber.
The marchioness and her daughter each carried a light valise under their arms.