The less cause forbeing remembered the better. I
want a room for the night and supper, said the horseman. It was thefirst fully happy
day she remembered since her marriage.
Well, well, replied the stranger, I am inclined to
believe you.
But the knife was pointing coldly ata
fracture.
The captain wonderedwhether the dramatic sense was
not on the whole a weakness in humannature. He proceeded to makehimself comfortable
and to inquire from his new host as to the roadto Beaumont. The shrineremained
cuddled in her arms like a doll.
It was thefirst fully happy day she remembered
since her marriage.
The man did so, bringing them gingerly to the table
and laying themdown carefully.
We have our ownways of getting news to and fro
about the château even when M.
Fillher nose-bag full, she will not eat from a
strange manger. Unlocking a narrow door that opened intothe court the innkeeper led
the way. But so far hehad deferred to circumstances. Excellent, repeated the
gentleman, polishing off the soup andsampling the ragout. A few yards below him two
women in white caps could be seengossiping and gesturing violently.
Above his head thebeams creaked
reassuringly.
Tothe marquise herself, quietly, mind you, and
without fail.
Finding his guest awake, the innkeeper turned and
bade him goodmorning.
Finding his guest awake, the innkeeper turned and
bade him goodmorning.
The gentlemanaddressed himself unconcernedly to his
ragout. Helooked out into the littered courtyard. See, cried the mayor-postmaster
with a flash of inspiration onhis dull face, here is my cockade! Come thisway and
you shall have what you want.
She is inheaven, my friend, said he, never doubt!
He was a dashingfellow and the uniform of the guard was a handsome one.
Come in, said he to theinnkeeper, and kindly close
the door.
Monsieur, said he bowinglike a mountain in pain,
has never arrived.
In that case I shall be glad to show my own
papers.
In the holsters, you know, you had better unstrap
them. See, cried the mayor-postmaster with a flash of inspiration onhis dull face,
here is my cockade! It might be hours before he heard from the château.