I could not see through the barred window, but I could hear the boughs sweep it in ghostly fashion; and I guessed that it looked out where the wood grew close to the walls of the house, and that even in the day the sun never peeped through it.
Nevertheless, tired and worn out, I slept at last.

When I awoke the room was full of grey light, the door stood open, and Louis, looking ashamed of himself, waited by my pallet with a cup of wine in his hand, and some bread and fruit on a platter.
'Will Monsieur be good enough to rise ?' he said.

'It is eight o'clock.' 'Willingly,' I answered tartly.

'Now that the door is unlocked.' He turned red.

'It was an oversight,' he stammered 'Clon is accustomed to lock the door, and he did it inadvertently, forgetting that there was anyone--' 'Inside,' I said drily.
'Precisely, Monsieur.' 'Ah!' I replied.