"What now, Jean?" he whispered when they had passed out of earshot of the sentries.
"Lie low until dark. Then make for guard-room C. They will be all friends there, stout men, captain, that wait their stout leader. 'Obedience and trust' is our password to-night. You understand what you have to do?"
"Never fear, Jean; and grant there's a skirmish of some sort, for I have several scores outstanding."
"We had better both hasten to cover then."
"I know a likely hole," Lemasle answered, and he turned quickly into a side passage, and was gone.
"I'll hide, too," muttered the dwarf. "I have no great desire to meet Barbier until I see him to-night in the great hall." And he, too, turned into a dark corridor and silently disappeared.
[CHAPTER XVII]
THE DUKE OF MONTVILLIERS