"Don't run too far into danger; the Abbé's parishioners are not the most gentle of citizens."
The Englishman laughed lightly, and tapped his sword as if to say, "This will prevent them from being too saucy."
We went down into the street, and Raoul, promising to return the next evening, departed on his errand, while Humphreys and I turned in the direction of the cathedral. The people, as usual, were in a high state of excitement, but we met with no adventure worth relating, and unfortunately saw nothing of my cousin.
"Never mind," said Humphreys, "the luck doesn't always come at the first throw."
Next morning I paid a hurried visit to the Rue Crillon, where I received a warm greeting from the ladies, who had already heard of my release.
"At first the prince thought you were guilty," exclaimed Madame Coutance. "It was stupid of him, but then, appearances were against you."
"They certainly were," said I, "and even now there are people who imagine I had a share in the plot."
"Not those in high quarters. They know the truth, but cannot prove it. By the way, had you come last night you would have met your cousin."
"It is so long since I saw him that he is quite a stranger. Did he inquire for me?"
"Yes," replied Marie, "and he was delighted to learn that you were free of the Bastille. At least, he said so," and she looked at me with a meaning smile.