"Yes, he will agree to whatever I propose."
"I dare say."
"But when—how?"
"To-morrow night, at ten o'clock, through that door; a coach shall wait in the park. You know the well under the two chestnut-trees; there he will await you; don't fail—a moment late, and all may be lost."
"But—but how to evade the woman who watches me?"
"She shall be perfectly drunk."
"And the man?"
"Drunker still. Leave all details to me. There are more than one Argus besides these; but a man of resource is at home among difficulties. Watch at ten o'clock. When you see a light in the window of the small pavilion, all is prepared: you will find the door open."
Blassemare signed to the woman to approach, and said, as he bowed his adieu, in a louder key—
"I shall not fail, madame, to report to Monsieur Le Prun the unfortunate temper in which I have the honor to find you."