But though he saw more than one figure lurking in a doorway or under the arch that led to a passage, it vanished on his nearer approach.

In less than a minute he reached the southern end of the street that bore the odd title of the Five Diamonds.
Situate in the crowded quarter of the butchers, and almost in the shadow of their famous church, this street--which farther north was continued in the Rue Quimcampoix--presented in those days a not uncommon mingling of poverty and wealth.

On one side of the street a row of lofty gabled houses, built under Francis the First, sheltered persons of good condition; on the other, divided from these by the width of the road and a reeking kennel, a row of peat-houses, the hovels of cobblers and sausage-makers, leaned against shapeless timber houses which tottered upwards in a medley of sagging roofs and bulging gutters.

Tignonville was strange to the place, and nine nights out of ten he would have been at a disadvantage.

But, thanks to the tapers that to-night shone in many windows, he made out enough to see that he need search only the one side; and with a beating heart he passed along the row of newer houses, looking eagerly for the sign of the Golden Maid.
He found it at last; and then for a moment he stood puzzled.