CHAPTER EIGHT
“But what could have happened to this – novice?” the Princesse asked.
The Cardinal looked at her in what appeared to the Duke, who was watching him, to be rather a strange manner.
“Who can fathom the workings of the female mind?” His Eminence replied with a faint smile on his lips. “The young woman has escaped for the moment but doubtless she will be brought to heel.”
“But surely a novice from a Convent would have no money and no clothes save those she stood up in?” someone asked.
The Cardinal shrugged his shoulders eloquently.
“Who knows but that she may have had an accomplice? Indeed she may have received help from some misguided benefactor.”
As he spoke, he glanced across the table at the Duke.
“You were passing the Convent de la Croix that night, my dear Duke, yet
