"Your husband did wrong," said Reginald severely. "It is quite certain no man has a right to kidnap a girl; but you have been kind to her, and that will stand you in good stead. Tell me how I can find your husband."
"If I only knew!" said Jeanne.
Even as she uttered the words, a man came running along the side of the canal.
"Ah, there he is!" said Jeanne, clapping her hands; "thank God!" And she took the kerchief off her neck and waved it to him.
When he came near, and was about to leap into the barge, he saw the English officer and hesitated.
"Come on!" said Reginald.
The man obeyed, and in a minute more stood in front of him frowning deeply.
"What does he here?" he whispered to his wife.
"He has saved our lives, and he is the little lady's friend," she said.
"I have heard your story," said Reginald, looking at him severely, "and it is by no means a creditable one. For a sum of money you could kidnap a girl and carry her away. Do you know it is a punishable offence?"