During luncheon Delaitre, who was obviously a messenger of Providence, counted out 400 francs in gold on the table, and gave them to Chauvel to pay his mistress’s debts.

Vannier had claimed six louis for the hospitality he had shown her, alleging that “this sort of lodger ought to pay more than the others on account of the risk;” he further demanded that the cost of twenty masses, which Mme. Acquet had had said, should be refunded to him.  Chauvel spent part of the Sunday with Delaitre; the meeting was fixed for seven in the evening.  The Captain was to wait at the door of his inn and follow Mme. Acquet when he saw her pass with the gendarme.  She only appeared at ten at night, and they walked separately as far as Vaucelles.  Langelley kept them waiting, but he arrived at last on a borrowed horse; the Captain had got a post-horse; as for the nephew, Delaitre, and the servant, they had gone back the evening before to Rouen.

The time had come to say good-bye.  Mme. Acquet embraced Chauvel who parted from her “in the tenderest manner, enjoining Delaitre to take the greatest care of the precious object confided to him.”  Langelley, armed with a club for a riding whip, placed himself at the head of the cavalcade, Delaitre warmly wrapping Mme. Acquet in his cloak, took her up behind him, and with renewed good wishes, warm handshakes, and sad “au revoirs” the horsemen set off at a trot on the road to Dives.  Chauvel saw them disappear in the mist, but he waited at the deserted crossroads as long as he could hear the clatter of their horses’ hoofs on the road.

They arrived at Dives about three in the morning.  The young woman, who had seemed very lively, protested that she was not tired, and refused to get off.  Therefore Langelley alone entered the post-house, woke up the guide he had engaged the day before, and they continued their journey.  The day was breaking when they arrived at Annebault; the three travelers halted at an inn where they spent the whole day; the lawyer and Mme. Acquet settled their little accounts.  They slept a little, they talked a great deal, and spent a long time over dinner.  At six in the evening they mounted their horses again and took the road to Pont-l’Eveque.  Langelley escorted the fugitives as far as the forest of Touques:  before leaving Mme. Acquet, he asked her for a lock of her hair; he then embraced her several times.

It was nearly midnight when the young woman found herself alone with Delaitre.  The horse advanced with difficulty along the forest roads.  Clinging to the Captain with both arms, Mme. Acquet no longer talked; her excitement of yesterday had given place to a kind of stupor, so that Delaitre, who in the darkness could not see that her great dark eyes were open, thought that she had fallen asleep on his shoulder.  At three in the morning they at length arrived at the suburbs of Pont-Audemer; the Captain stopped at the post-house and asked for a room; in the register which was presented to him he wrote:  “Monsieur Delaitre and wife.”