About two o’clock in the afternoon Malin and his friend Grevin were playing chess before the fire in the great salon on the ground-floor.  Madame Grevin and Madame Marion were sitting on a sofa and talking together at a corner of the fireplace.  All the servants had gone to see the masquerade, which had long been announced in the arrondissement.  The family of the bailiff who had replaced Michu had gone too.  The senator’s valet and Violette were the only persons beside the family at the chateau.  The porter, two gardeners, and their wives were on the place, but their lodge was at the entrance of the courtyards at the farther end of the avenue to Arcis, and the distance from there to the chateau is beyond the sound of a pistol-shot.  Violette was waiting in the antechamber until the senator and Grevin could see him on business, to arrange a matter relating to his lease.  At that moment five men, masked and gloved, who in height, manner, and bearing strongly resembled the Simeuse and d’Hauteserre brothers and Michu, rushed into the antechamber, seized and gagged the valet and Violette, and fastened them to their chairs in a side room.  In spite of the rapidity with which this was done, Violette and the servant had time to utter one cry.  It was heard in the salon.  The two ladies thought it a cry of fear.

“Listen!” said Madame Grevin, “can there be robbers?”

“No, nonsense!” said Grevin, “only carnival cries; the masqueraders must be coming to pay us a visit.”

This discussion gave time for the four strangers to close the doors towards the courtyards and to lock up Violette and the valet.  Madame Grevin, who was rather obstinate, insisted on knowing what the noise meant.  She rose, left the room, and came face to face with the five masked men, who treated her as they had treated the farmer and the valet.  Then they rushed into the salon, where the two strongest seized and gagged Malin, and carried him off into the park, while the three others remained behind to gag Madame Marion and Grevin and lash them to their armchairs.  The whole affair did not take more than half an hour.  The three unknown men, who were quickly rejoined by the two who had carried off the senator, then proceeded to ransack the chateau from cellar to garret.  They opened all closets and doors, and sounded the walls; until five o’clock they were absolute masters of the place.  By that time the valet had managed to loosen with his teeth the rope that bound Violette.  Violette, able then to get the gag from his mouth, began to shout for help.  Hearing the shouts the five men withdrew to the gardens, where they mounted horses closely resembling those at Cinq-Cygne and rode away, but not so rapidly that Violette was unable to catch sight of them.  After releasing the valet, the two ladies, and the notary, Violette mounted his pony and rode after help.  When he reached the pavilion he was amazed to see the gates open and Mademoiselle de Cinq-Cygne apparently on the watch.