I'll give orders for the postilion to send other horses, and once they are here we will start." Roland nodded acquiescence.

Sir John went out to give his orders, and returned presently, saying they had served two cutlets and a cold fowl for them below.

Roland took his valise and went down.

The Englishman placed his pistols in the coach box again.

Both ate enough to enable them to travel all night, and as nine o'clock was striking from the Church of the Cordeliers they settled themselves in the carriage and quitted Avignon, where their passage left a fresh trail of blood, Roland with the careless indifference of his nature, Sir John Tanlay with the impassibility of his nation.