The one who had entered the town and followed the main street had stopped at a pretty house between court and garden, numbered 67.

He had rung and some one had let him in; for through the iron grating could be seen traces of footsteps, and beside them the tracks of a horse being led to the stable.
It was quite evident that one, at least, of the Companions of Jehu had stopped there.

By going to the mayor of the town, exhibiting his authority, and asking for gendarmes, Roland could have arrested him at once.

But that was not his object; he did not wish to arrest a solitary individual; he wanted to catch the whole company in a trap.
He made a note in his mind of No.

67, and continued on his way.