Then the Marquis raised his head.
“What have you done to me?” he asked in a hoarse voice. “I tried to prevent this from happening, but how could I know, how could I guess, that that devil would try to intrude on you?”
“D-did you – did you – kill him?” Manella asked the Marquis,
“No, but I have wounded him,” the Marquis replied, “and I promise you that he will not come back.”
“I-I thought he – wanted to – k-kill me.” Manella murmured.
The Marquis thought, knowing Grave, he was far more likely to have wanted to kidnap her and then he would prevent her from talking of what had happened.
He would then no doubt keep her forcibly in one of the Maisons de Plaisir in Paris with which he was associated and keep her drugged day and night.
Maisons de PlaisirThis, however, was not something tha
