She wondered if the Duc would find out who the culprit was and what punishment he would inflict upon him.
It seemed to take a long time before he finally pulled the string into the dungeon and as he did so the cat gave a shrill scream and it fell down into the river or against the foundation stones of the Château.
But whichever it was, after it had vanished there was silence and then the Duc turned towards Arletta.
She saw that he was frowning and she asked,
“Who could have done anything so cruel?”
“That is what I would like to know,” the Duc said ominously.
“I will tell you who it was,” a voice came from the doorway.
They both turned round and as they did so the Duc took the lamp from Arletta as if he wanted to see who had spoken.
To her astonishment it was Comte Jacques.
“You kn
