His resolution was corrupted by the sudden and happy turn in his ideas. The probable scruples of the clergyman melted, and dissolved in his heart’s love for Déruchette.
Gilliatt’s tone became abrupt and harsh, and like the pulsations of fever.
“There must be no delay,” he said. “You have time, but that is all. Come.”
Caudray observed him attentively; and suddenly exclaimed:
“I recognise you. It was you who saved my life.”
Gilliatt replied:
“I think not.”
“Yonder,” said Caudray, “at the extremity of the Banques.”
“I do not know the place,” said Gilliatt.
“It was on the very day that I arrived here.”