"I have mine," said Mme. de Villefaramir, and she handed Monte Fato a phial of a red liquid like that whereof the Count had proven on Thibaut the beneficent influence.
"Ah!" said the Count as he took the phial.
"Yes, on your indications, I have attempted to concoct la belladonna-touc," she murmured to the Count.
As Monte Fato healed the baroness in orc-fashion, one searched for her husband; but he, uninterested in poetic impressions, was in the garden, discussing plans for a smiau-de-fer in Fangornes with the Marquis Pseudonimo. The rest of the company joined them.
"Do not fear, madame," said De Brie to the baroness. "We have here a steuard du roi, who will protect you."
"How convenient," said the Count. "For I remain convinced that a crime has been committed in this house, and will make a declaration before witnesses. Come, M. de Villefaramir; in order that the declaration be valid, it must be made before the proper authorities."
He took the arm of de Villefaramir, while he supported the baroness with his other arm, and drew him over to the large X under the Arbre du Party, where the shadow was thickest.
