“Come in,” said he.

The door opened, and Diana entered slowly, without uttering a word, and took no notice of the servile obsequiousness of the Counsellor; indeed, she hardly seemed to notice his presence, and with a deep sigh she threw herself into a chair.

In his inmost heart Daumon was filled with the utmost delight; he now understood why Diana had taken so long in reaching his house; it was because her interview with the Duke had almost overcome her.

She soon, however, recovered her energy, and shook off the languor that seemed to cling to her limbs, and turning towards her host, said abruptly,—­

“Counsellor, I have come to you for advice, which I sorely need.  About an hour ago—­”

With a gesture of sympathy Daumon interrupted her,—­

“Alas!” said he; “spare me the recital, I know all.”

“You know——­”

“Yes, I know that M. Norbert is a prisoner at the Chateau.  Yes, mademoiselle, I know this, and I know, too, that you have just met the Duke de Champdoce in the Forest of Bevron.  I know, moreover, all that you said to the old nobleman, for I have heard every word from a person who has just left.”

In spite of her strong nerves, Diana was unable to restrain a movement of dismay and terror.

“But who told you of this?” murmured she.

“A man who was out cutting wood.  Ah! my dear young lady, the forest is not a safe place to tell secrets in, for you never know whether watchful eyes and listening ears are not concealed behind every tree.  This man, and I am afraid some of his companions, heard every word that was spoken, and as soon as you left the Duke the man scampered off to tell the story.  I made him promise not to say a word, but he is a married man and is sure to tell it to his wife.  Then there are his companions; dear me! it is most annoying.”

“Then all is lost, and I am ruined,” murmured she.

But her despair did not last long, for she was by no means the woman to throw down her arms and sue for mercy.  She grasped the arm of the Counsellor.

“The end has not come yet, surely?  Speak!  What is to be done?  You must have some plan.  I am ready for anything, now that I have nothing to lose.  No one shall ever say that that cowardly villain, the Duke de Champdoce, insulted me with impunity.  Tell me, will you help me?”

“In the name of heaven!” cried he, “do not speak so loud.  You do not know the adversary that you have to contend with.”

“Are you afraid of him?”

“Yes, I do fear him; and what is more, I fear him very much.  He is a determined man, and will gain his object at any cost or risk.  Do you know that he did his best to crush me because I summoned him to court on behalf of one of my clients?  So that now, when any one comes to me and wishes to proceed against the Duke, I am glad to decline to take up the matter.”

“And so,” returned the young girl in a tone of cold contempt, “after leading us to this compromising position, you are ready to abandon us at the most critical moment?”