Nine will do quite well." "Adieu, then, till nine." "Adieu, and thank you." With this I left him, somewhat relieved to find that I had escaped all cross-examination on the score of Madame Marignan.
"De Caylus!" I again repeated to myself, as I took my rapid way to the Hotel Dieu.

"De Caylus! why, surely, it must have been that evening at Madame de Courcelles'...." And then I recollected that De Caylus was the name of that officer who was said to have ridden by night, and single-handed, through the heart of the enemy's camp, somewhere in Algiers..