“Phoebus!” she cried, “my Phoebus!”

And she tried to stretch towards him arms trembling with love and rapture, but they were bound.

Then she saw the captain frown, a beautiful young girl who was leaning against him gazed at him with disdainful lips and irritated eyes; then Phoebus uttered some words which did not reach her, and both disappeared precipitately behind the window opening upon the balcony, which closed after them.

“Phoebus!” she cried wildly, “can it be you believe it?” A monstrous thought had just presented itself to her.

She remembered that she had been condemned to death for murder committed on the person of Phoebus de Ch�teaupers.