had been indicated to him; at the same moment the spring began to work, and the trap rose of its own accord.
“It is ingenious enough, certainly,” said the princess; “and one can see that the architect foresaw that a woman’s hand only would have to make use of this spring, for see how easily the trap-door opened without assistance.”
“A staircase!” cried Raoul.
“Yes, and a very pretty one, too,” said Madame Henrietta. “See, vicomte, the staircase has a balustrade, intended to prevent the falling of timid persons, who might be tempted to descend the staircase; and I will risk myself on it accordingly. Come, vicomte, follow me!”
“But before following you, madame, may I ask where this staircase leads to?”