Grimaud was secreted; opened the door, entered and shut it after them.
“Ah!” cried Blaisois, “he is lost!”
“Grimaud’s a cunning fellow,” murmured Mousqueton.
They waited for ten minutes, during which time no noise was heard that might indicate that Grimaud was discovered, and at the expiration of that anxious interval the two men returned, closed the door after them, and repeating their orders that the servants should go to bed and extinguish their lights, disappeared.
“Shall we obey?” asked Blaisois. “All this looks suspicious.”
“They said a quarter of an hour. We still have five minutes,” replied Mousqueton.