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all hours, and never met with one of them."
Here Marguerite returned. Her stepsons drew her to the other end of the room, and whispered her for some minutes. By the looks which they cast towards us at intervals, I conjectured them to be enquiring our business in the cottage.
In the mean while, the baroness expressed her apprehensions that her husband would be suffering much anxiety upon her account. She had intended to send on one of her servants to inform the baron of her delay; but the account which the young men gave of the forest rendered this plan impracticable. Claude relieved her from her embarrassment: he informed her, that he was under the necessity of reaching Strasbourg that night; and that, would she trust him with a letter, she might depend upon its being safely delivered.
"And how comes it," said I, "that you are under no apprehension of meeting these robbers?"
