"I am in my twenty-first year." "Well, you have hitherto devoted yourself generously to the interests of your parents. They have now made this impossible. There is no choice in the matter. You must leave them." "I have thought of it. But where could I go? I have no place of refuge, now my aunt is dead." "I will give you a note to a lady who lives in the city. I may as well say at once it is my sister. She will take care of you, and get you a place as a chamber-maid, if she does not keep you herself." "Oh! how kind you are!... You revive my courage. When can I go?" "When you please." "To-morrow?" "Yes, to-morrow morning." "And who will inform my parents?" "You yourself. Write a line, and leave it with some one you can trust, to be delivered a few hours after you are gone. You can tell your parents you are going to seek a situation in the city in order to escape from Durand. Promise to be a credit to them, to love them always, and even to render them assistance; and I will say more to them when the proper time comes. Above all, I will tell them what Durand really is.... Thank God, my child, that he enables you to escape that man's snares...." Everything was done as agreed upon by Louis and Madeleine. The latter left for town the next morning. Her parents were not informed of her departure till about noon. They immediately notified Durand. "The engineer has had a hand in this," said he to Vinceneau and his wife. "He shall pay for it." "What makes you think he had anything to do with it?" asked Vinceneau. "Your daughter went to see him last evening.... My police told me." "How shall we be revenged?" "By telling everybody what this Tartuffe is. I will see to it. Ah! he induces young girls to run away without any one's knowing where they are gone! That is rather too bold!"