Out of this street we turned into a short one; and here Bure drew rein and rapped loudly at some heavy gates.

It was so dark that when, these being opened, he led the way into a courtyard, we could see little more than a tall, sharp-gabled house, projecting over us against a pale sky; and a group of men and horses in one corner.

Bure spoke to one of the men, and begging us to dismount, said the footman would show us to M.de Pavannes.
The thought that we were at the end of our long journey, and in time to warn Louis of his danger, made us forget all our exertions, our fatigue and stiffness.

Gladly throwing the bridles to Jean we ran up the steps after the servant.

The thing was done.