One peasant answered in the affirmative, and while the general was discussing the price with him the sub-prefect and the man with the biscuit slipped away, almost unnoticed. The man, as our readers are of course aware, was no other than Courtin. Let us now try to explain the man[oe]uvres which Courtin had executed since morning. After his interview with Michel, Courtin had reflected long. It seemed to him that a plain and simple denunciation of the visitors at the château de Sunday was not the course most profitable to his interests. It might very well be that the government would leave its subordinate agents without reward, in which case the act was dangerous and without profit; for, of course, Courtin would draw down upon him the enmity of the royalists, who were the majority of the canton. It was then that he thought of the little scheme we heard him propound to Jean Oullier. He hoped by assisting the loves of the young baron to draw a pretty penny to himself, to win the good will of the marquis, whose ambition must be, as he thought, to obtain such a marriage for his daughter, and, finally, to sell at a great price his silence as to the presence of a personage whose safety, if he were not mistaken, was of the utmost consequence to the royalist party. We have seen how Jean Oullier received his advances. It was then that Courtin, considering himself to have failed in what he regarded as an excellent scheme, decided on contenting himself with a lesser, and made the move we have now related toward the government. XX. THE OUTBREAK. Half an hour after the conference of the sub-prefect and Courtin a _gendarme_ was making his way among the groups, looking for the general, whom he found talking very amicably with a respectable old beggar in rags. The _gendarme_ said a word in the general's ear, and the latter at once made his way to the little inn of the Cheval Blanc. The sub-prefect stood in the doorway. "Well?" asked the general, noticing the highly satisfied look on the face of the public functionary. "Ah, general! great news and good news!" replied the sub-prefect. "Let's hear it." "The man I've had to deal with is really very clever." "Fine news, indeed! they are all very clever. The greatest fool among them could give points to Monsieur de Talleyrand. What has he told you, this clever man?" "He saw the Comte de Bonneville, disguised as a peasant, enter the château de Souday last night, and with the count was another little peasant, whom he thinks was a woman--" "What next?" "Next! why there's no doubt, general." "Go on, monsieur; I am all impatience," said the general, in the calmest tone. "I mean to say that in my opinion the woman is no other than the one we have been told to look out for,--namely, the princess." "There may be no doubt for you; there are a dozen doubts for me." "Why so, general?" "Because I, too, have had some confidences."