Like most countrymen I was ready to believe in any exaggeration of the city's late hours, the more as she made no remark.

I supposed--shaking off the momentary impression--that what I saw was innocent and normal.
Besides, I was thinking what I should say to Pavannes when I saw him--in what terms I should warn him of his peril, and cast his perfidy in his teeth.

We had hurried along in this way--and in absolute silence, save when some obstacle or pitfall drew from us an exclamation--for about a quarter of a mile, when my companion, turning into a slightly wider street, slackened her speed, and indicated by a gesture that we had arrived.

A lamp hung over the porch, to which she pointed, and showed the small side gate half open.

We were close behind the other three now.