Seeing no one, the man in the cloak remained motionless for a second.
"Come in," said Roland.
"Ah! it is you, colonel!" "How do you know it is I ?" asked Roland.
"I recognize your voice." "My voice! But during those few moments we were together in the dining-room at Avignon I did not say a word." "Then I must have heard it elsewhere." Roland wondered where the Chief of the Companions of Jehu could have heard his voice, but the other said gayly: "Is the fact that I know your voice any reason why we should stand at the door ?" "No, indeed," replied Roland; "take the lapel of my coat and follow me.
I purposely forbade any lights being placed in the stairs and hall which lead to my room." "I am much obliged for the intention.

But on your word I would cross the palace from one end to the other, though it were lighted _a giorno_, as the Italians say." "You have my word," replied Roland, "so follow me without fear." Morgan needed no encouragement; he followed his guide fearlessly.

At the head of the stairs Roland turned down a corridor equally dark, went twenty steps, opened a door, and entered his own room.

Morgan followed him.

The room was lighted by two wax candles only.