"But she will scream, I am sure!"
"Let her, if she dare!" and the giantess clenched her enormous fist. "I would crush her to jelly if she did!"
"And then you would lose the twenty thousand francs!"
The woman nodded in a tipsy manner.
"That's so!" she answered. "I had best go and talk to the Princess, anyway."
Another long sigh.
"I am coming! I am coming!" grunted La Roulante, slowly feeling her way up the stairs that creaked under her weight. She drew the key from her pocket with considerable difficulty, and finally succeeded in opening the door.
The young girl lay in the same position, but she seemed oppressed by a nightmare, for big tears rolled down her cheeks and sighs rent her breast.
La Roulante went to the side of the bed.