On one side was an open door, and within was a large room with tables spread for a banquet.

Cluny entered at once and looked round for a place of concealment; none was to be seen.
Tablecloths in those days were almost unknown luxuries.

The tables were supported by trestles, and were so narrow that there was no possibility of hiding beneath them; nor were there hangings or other furniture behind which he could be concealed.

With a beating heart he turned the handle of a door leading into another apartment, and found himself in a long and narrow room, used apparently as the private office of the governor.

There were many heavy chairs in the room, ranged along the wall, and Cluny crouched in a corner by the window beside a chair standing there.