Our guests are all too few now, but I promise you, Your Highness, that you and your entourage shall have the best the house affords.

Behold, the orchestra began the moment you entered!" As he spoke the deep thunder of guns came from invisible points along the long battle-line.

The firing of the cannon was far away but the jarring of the air was distinct in Chastel, and the windows of the hotel shook in their frames.

John and Julie had become so used to it that it merely heightened their fantastic mood.
"Yours is, in truth, a most welcome hotel," she said, "and I see that we shall not be annoyed by other guests." She shook the snow from her hood and cloak and entered, and Picard and Suzanne, also divesting themselves of snow coverings, followed her.

Then John too went in, and once more closed a door between them and the storm.