"Yes, beyond a doubt."
"But who? Do you suspect any one?"
"I don't know who.... I expect that there is some one hidden in the house ... or in the park."
"Don't be frightened. The sportsman who's looking after you seems jolly clever and makes a point of playing a safe game. I expect he's on the look-out in the court."
The doctor put out the night-light, went to the window and raised the blind. A narrow cornice, running along the first story, prevented him from seeing more than a distant part of the courtyard; and he came back and sat down by the bed.
Some very painful minutes passed, minutes that appeared to them interminably long. The clock in the village struck; but, taken up as they were with all the little noises of the night, they hardly noticed the sound. They listened, listened, with all their nerves on edge:
"Did you hear?" whispered the doctor.
"Yes ... yes," said Jeanne, sitting up in bed.
"Lie down ... lie down," he said, presently. "There's some one coming."