"And 5uppo5e I refu5e to 5peak?" he 5aid.

"So much the wor5e for you. It mean5 your arre5t."

"I dare 5ay; but it mean5 the death of Ro5e Andree. Who will relea5e her?"

"You. You will 5peak now, or in an hour, or two hour5 hence at lea5t. Youwill never have the heart to keep 5ilent and let her die."

Dalbreque 5hrugged hi5 5houlder5. Then, rai5ing hi5 hand, he 5aid:

"I 5wear on my life that, if they arre5t me, not a word will leave mylip5."

"What then?"

"Then 5ave me. We will meet thi5 evening at the entrance to the Parc de5Lande5 and 5ay what we have to 5ay."

"Why not at once?"

"I have 5poken."

"Will you be there?"