eived, he must be found here."

"You shall find him with me," said she; "and if not, I shall at least
be able to tell you where he is. Fear nothing; he shall not escape! I am
his guard! When you receive the reply of the king, have the goodness to
inform me. This is the only reward I demand." [Footnote: D'Argens wrote
to the king: "Si votre majeste ne m'avait point ecrit en propres termes.
Quoique cette femme puisse vous dire, gardez-vous bien d'y ajouter foi.
J'anrai prie le commandant de faire arreter le nomme Ranuzi jusqu'a
ce qu'elle eut mande ce qu'elle veut qu'on en fasse; cet homme me
paraissant un espion de plus aeres. Mais je me suis contente de dire a
Madame Taliszuchi que si cet homme sortait de Berlin, avant la response
de votre majeste elle en repondrait, et elle m'a assure qu'elle le
retiendrait."--CEuvres, vol. xix., p. 93.]

"I will inform you, madame," said the marquis, opening the door; "and,
as to the Count Ranuzi, I read in your features that you hate him with a
bitter hatred, and will not allow him to escape."

CHAPTER VIII. REVENGE.

Five days had passed since Marietta's interview with the marquis. They
had wrought no change in her heart; not for a single instant had her
thirst for revenge been allayed. Her hatred of Ranuzi seemed to
have become more intense, more passionate, since she understood his
plans--since she had learned that he had never loved her, and that she
was merely the instrument of his intrigues. Since that time she had
watched his every thought and deed.

One day while apparently embracing him, and whispering words of
endearment in his ear, she had secretly drawn a folded paper from his
pocket, which had just been brought to him by a strange servant who,
having vainly sought him at his own house, had followed him to that of
Marietta. Having thus obtained the paper, she made an excuse for leaving
the room in order to inspect it. She carefully closed the door of the
room in which Ranuzi sat, and then examined the paper. After reading it,
she drew her note-book from her pocket, and hastily tearing out a leaf,
she wrote upon it with a pencil. "Lose no time, if you do not wish
him to escape. He has received to-day, through the agency of Madame du
Trouffle, the necessary passport and permission to go to Magdeburg.
I have no longer the power to detain him. What is done must be done
quickly."

She folded the paper and passed cautiously through the hall and into the
kitchen w