As soon as the chapel was empty I ran to the granary. It is not necessary to tell you with what protestations of gratitude I was received. One second more, and, as I had expected, they would have shut the door, which would have been fatal; but Providence willed it otherwise. We gave them something to eat, and they remained all the day with us; for it would have been imprudent to have left before night. When night came they left us, after having thanked me much more than I deserved. I had done my duty--nothing more. We followed them with our eyes upon the road as long as we could. Then they disappeared in the darkness. Did they escape? Were they discovered, and killed on their way? I have never heard. But I have rejoiced all my life that I, delicate as I am, was able to go through so much without breaking down. Madame Badouillet and Madame Maréchal were both ill afterwards. And that is my story. [Illustration] End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Strand Magazine, Vol. 1, No. 4 (April 1891), by Various