So saying, Adrienne advanced resolutely towards the door.  But, at this moment, the wild hoarse cries, which had preceded the noise of the struggle that had so frightened her, again resounded; only, this time they were not accompanied by the movement of feet.

“Oh! what screams!” said Adrienne, stopping short, and in her terror drawing nigh to the two women.  “Do you not hear those cries?  What, then, is this house, in which one hears such things?  And over there, too,” added she almost beside herself, as she pointed to the other wing where the lighted windows shone through the darkness, and the white figure continued to pass and repass before it; “over there! do you see?  What is it?”

“Oh! that ’un,” said Tomboy; “one of the folks who, like you, have not behaved well.”

“What do you say?” cried Mdlle. de Cardoville, clasping her hands in terror.  “Heavens! what is this house?  What do they do to them?”

“What will be done to you, if you are naughty, and refuse to come to bed,” answered Gervaise.

“They put this on them,” said Tomboy, showing the garment that she had held under her arm, “they clap ’em into the strait-waistcoast.”

“Oh!” cried Adrienne, hiding her face in her hands with horror.  A terrible discovery had flashed suddenly upon her.  She understood it all.

Capping the violent emotions of the day, the effect of this last blow was dreadful.  The young girl felt her strength give way.  Her hands fell powerless, her face became fearfully pale, all her limbs trembled, and sinking upon her knees, and casting a terrified glance at the strait waistcoat she was just able to falter in a feeble voice, “Oh, no:—­not that—­for pity’s sake, madame.  I will do—­whatever you wish.”  And, her strength quite failing, she would have fallen upon the ground if the two women had not run towards her, and received her fainting into their arms.

“A fainting fit,” said Tomboy; “that’s not dangerous.  Let us carry her to bed.  We can undress her, and this will be all nothing.”

“Carry her, then,” said Gervaise.  “I will take the lamp.”

The tall and robust Tomboy took up Mdlle. de Cardoville as if she had been a sleeping child, carried her in her arms, and followed her companion into the chamber through which M. Baleinier had made his exit.

This chamber, though perfectly clean, was cold and bare.  A greenish paper covered the walls, and a low, little iron bedstead, the head of which formed a kind of shelf, stood in one corner; a stove, fixed in the chimney-place, was surrounded by an iron grating, which forbade a near approach; a table fastened to the wall, a chair placed before this table, and also clamped to the floor, a mahogany chest of drawers, and a rush bottomed armchair completed the scanty furniture.  The curtainless window was furnished on the inside with an iron grating, which served to protect the panes from being broken.