“It may be as you say,” assented d’Argenson thoughtfully. “At any rate, I will gladly do as you suggest, for I do not conceal from you, M. le Moyne, that my heart is with you in this matter. I can appreciate a gentleman, Monsieur, wherever I find him,” and he arose and gave me his hand. “If I can aid you in any way, I will do so--I can promise you that much. Adieu, Monsieur, and do not forget to report to-morrow morning. I may have some news for you.” I pressed his hand warmly, thanked him, and took my leave. Evening was already at hand as I reached the street, and my stomach reminded me that I had eaten nothing since morning. I sought out the café in the Rue de Beauvais where we had breakfasted, and as I ate my solitary meal, I saw again before me the laughing, piquant face of Nanette Ribaut. I lingered at the table, revelling in the companionship which my thoughts created for me, and nine o’clock was striking from the Louvre as I once more reached the street. I reflected that I could do nothing better than return to my room and get a good night’s rest, for I was accustomed to a softer bed than I had had the night before, and felt greatly fatigued. Besides, it was just possible that the old concierge might return, and nothing would please me so much as to turn her over to d’Argenson, that she might be put to the question. I was soon at the house, but saw in a moment that the lodge of the concierge was dark and deserted. I mounted to my own room, found the seals on the door undisturbed, broke them and entered. My heart was beating madly as I lighted the candle and looked around. It seemed to me that I could still detect the sweet, faint perfume of Nanette’s presence in the room. I set to work to repair its disorder, and picked up with reverent fingers the garment upon which she had been working. I did not remove the threaded needle, but resolved that it should remain there, and that I would treasure the worn garment always. Long time I sat by the table and mused over the day’s events. D’Argenson had said that the law was against me, and that, if no impediment was found, Nanette must do her uncle’s bidding. I shut my teeth together as I determined that this impediment should be found; that I would penetrate this mystery; that I would prevent this sacrifice. But how, how? In an agony of apprehension, I prepared for bed. As I removed my doublet, something fell to the floor, and when I stooped to look more closely I saw it was the purse Nanette had given me. I picked it up with trembling hand, and sleep found me with it clasped close against my heart. CHAPTER VIII I KEEP AN APPOINTMENT I AWOKE in the morning strong, refreshed, and hopeful, and I arose without delay, for I was eager to commence the contest. The day was singularly bright and pleasant. It reminded me of the sweet springs I had known in the south, and I descended the stairs with a light heart, confident that I should yet win the victory. That is what it is to be young!