I drew rein, and, turning, asked what it was.
'I am not coming,' she said, her voice trembling slightly, but whether with alarm or anger I could not determine.

'I know nothing of you, and I--I demand to be taken to M.de Rosny.' 'If you cry that name aloud in the streets of Blois, mademoiselle,' I retorted, 'you are like enough to be taken whither you will not care to go! As for M.de Rosny, I have told you that he is not here.

He has gone to his seat at Mantes.' 'Then take me to him!' 'At this hour of the night ?' I said drily.

'It is two days' journey from here.' 'Then I will go to an inn,' she replied sullenly.
'You have heard that there is no room in the inns' I rejoined with what patience I could.

'And to go from inn to inn at this hour might lead us into trouble.