Although the governor apologized to Hector for the poorness of the repast and the haste with which it had been prepared, it was really excellent, consisting of soup, some fish fresh from the river, a cutlet, and an omelette, with a bottle of good wine of Asti.

Paolo's wants had been attended to in the kitchen.

It was six o'clock when they started.
The officer in command had already received his instructions, and the governor accompanied Hector to the door, where two horses were standing saddled.
"They are not your own," he said, "but are two of mine.

I thought that yours had made a sufficiently long journey today." Thanking him for his kindness, Hector mounted, and took his place by the side of Captain Simon, while Paolo fell in with the orderlies riding close behind.
"I presume, monsieur, that you are going to obtain some information for Viscount Turenne.

I don't want to ask any questions as to the nature of your mission, but as I have orders to bring back with the horses your cloaks and hats, I presume that in the first place you are going on foot, and in the second, you are going in disguise." "Your judgment is correct, captain.