“But—madame!”
“Madness—you would say?”
“Only command me, and I will see you safe to Rennes, or Josselin, or Dinan.”
She was calm and determined, for she had made her plans.
“Messire, I have said it. I am not alone,” and she drew back the hangings and showed him Jehanot, cowering against the wall.
Bertrand looked at her, baffled, yet realizing that she wished to be obeyed.
“I would have had it otherwise, madame.”
“And I—had it been different.”
He turned and pointed towards Brunet’s body.
“And the hound?”