"Hush!" said Chaudoreille, drawing Urbain towards the hedge which hid them from sight of the château; "imprudent young man, don't speak so loud."
"Why not?"
"Silence, I tell you. What! you are at Sarcus, and you don't know the name of your sweetheart's abductor?"
"No, of course not; I came to beg the Marquis de Villebelle's protection, and thanks to him I hope—"
"Oh, for once this is too much! Young man, you interest me. I am about to risk myself for you; but you have promised me a liberal recompense."
"Here, take this gold, these notes, and speak at once."
"Your sweetheart's abductor is no other than the Marquis de Villebelle."
"The marquis?"
"Why yes, by jingo! and your little girl is now at the Château de Sarcus."
"No, that is not possible; you are deceiving me. The marquis has heaped benefits upon me."