"But we start in half-an-hour.
Do you know Paris well ?" "As well as my sword-hilt," he replied briskly, relieved I thought by my acquiescence, "And I have known that from my breeching.

If you want a game at PAUME, or a pretty girl to kiss, I can put you in the way for the one or the other." The half rustic shrinking from the great city which I felt, suggested to me that our swashbuckling friend might help us if he would.

"Do you know M.de Pavannes ?" I asked impulsively, "Where he lives in Paris, I mean ?" "M.

Louis de Pavannes ?" quoth he.
"Yes." "I know--" he replied slowly, rubbing his chin and looking at the ground in thought--"where he had his lodgings in town a while ago, before--Ah! I do know! I remember," he added, slapping his thigh, "when I was in Paris a fortnight ago I was told that his steward had taken lodgings for him in the Rue St.Antoine." "Good!" I answered overjoyed.

"Then we want to dismount there, if you can guide us straight to the house." "I can," he replied simply.