CHAPTER 31During the year I had spent in the house, what I had allowed herto read in my heart was more than sufficient to dispel any doubtsshe might have of my desire to serve her, and now she could notfail to divine what had at first prompted me to act differently. Ibecame less guarded, then spoke; she assented; we settled upon aplan: it was to inform her mother, to expose the Count's infamiesto her eyes. Madame de Gernande was certain that unfortunate ladywould hasten with all expedition to sever her daughter's bonds; buthow were we to approach her? for we were so securely imprisoned, soclosely watched! Accustomed to coping with ramparts, I gauged thoseupon which the terrace was raised: their height was scarcely thirtyfeet; there was no other enclosure in sight; once at the foot ofthe wa
