"Exactly. Accordingly here is our plan of action. I must go at once to the Prefecture and advise M. Havard of our adventure. Meanwhile you go to the hospital. Contrive to see Josephine, make sure she has not left, watch her and then--wait for me; in two hours, at the latest, I shall be with you." "All right, Juve, you can reckon on me. Josephine shall not escape me." Fandor was already moving off when Juve called him back. "Wait! If ever for one reason or another you want an appointment with me, telegraph to the Safety, room 44, in my name. I will see that the messages always reach me." A quarter of an hour later Fandor was turning into the Rue Ambroise Paré, when all at once as he passed a woman he gave a start. "Hullo!" he cried; "that's something we didn't bargain for!..." The woman walked along the Boulevard Chapelle toward the Boulevard Barbès. Fandor followed her. When the great clock which adorns the main front of the Lâriboisière buildings struck six, the nurses in the hospital were busy finishing their preparations for the night. The surgeon in Dr. Patel's division was just concluding his evening visit to the patients. With a word of encouragement and cheer he passed from bed to bed until he reached the one at the end of the ward. The young woman occupying it was sitting up. "So you want to be off," exclaimed the surgeon. "Yes, doctor." "Then you're not comfortable here?" "Yes, doctor, but----" "But, what? Are you still afraid?" "No, no." The patient spoke these last words so confidently that the surgeon could not help smiling. "Do you know," he observed, "that in your place I should be much less confident. What are you going to do? Where do you think of going when you leave here? Come, now, you are still very weak; you had much better spend the night here. You could go to-morrow morning after the round at eleven. It would be much more rational." The young woman shook her head and replied curtly: "I want to go now, sir, at once." "Very good. They will give you your ticket." The doctor gone, the young woman quickly jumped out of bed and began to dress herself. "You don't suppose I'm going to stay here a minute longer than I have to," she grumbled with a laugh to her neighbour, who was watching her preparations with an envious eye. "Some one waiting for you?" "Sure there is. Loupart won't be pleased that I'm not back yet." "Are you going from here to his place?" "You bet I am." This she said in a tone that showed plainly she found the thing quite natural. The other was not of her mind. "Oh, well, I should be scared only at the thought of seeing that man. You were jolly lucky not to have been killed by him. And when he has got hold of you----" But Josephine laughed merrily.