Then suddenly the door opened.
TWENTY-NINTH CHAPTER
THE STORY OF MADEMOISELLE
Both men turned and before them they saw the plainly dressed figure of a beautiful woman, and behind her an elderly, grey-faced man.
For a few seconds the woman stared at The Sparrow blankly. Then she turned her gaze upon Hugh.
Her lips parted. Suddenly she gave vent to a loud cry, almost of pain, and placing both hands to her head, gasped:
“Dieu!”
It was Yvonne Ferad. And the cry was one of recognition.
Hugh dashed forward with the doctor, for she was on the point of collapse at recognizing them. But in a few seconds she recovered herself, though she was deathly pale and much agitated.