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Chapter 1. Fellow Travellers

           Monsieurcouldnotrealise,perhaps,howthemindaccommodateditselfinsuchthingstotheforceofnecessity.

           ‘Itistrue,’saidMonsieur.‘Wewill—ha—notpursuethesubject.Youare—hum—quiteaccurate,Ihavenodoubt.Wewillsaynomore.’

           Thesupperhavingcometoaclose,hedrewhischairawayashespoke,andmovedbacktohisformerplacebythefire.Asitwasverycoldatthegreaterpartofthetable,theotherguestsalsoresumedtheirformerseatsbythefire,designingtotoastthemselveswellbeforegoingtobed.Thehost,whentheyrosefromthetable,bowedtoallpresent,wishedthemgoodnight,andwithdrew.Butfirsttheinsinuatingtravellerhadaskedhimiftheycouldhavesomewinemadehot;andashehadansweredYes,andhadpresentlyafterwardssentitin,thattraveller,seatedinthecentreofthegroup,andinthefullheatofthefire,wassoonengagedinservingitouttotherest.

           Atthistime,theyoungerofthetwoyoungladies,whohadbeensilentlyattentiveinherdarkcorner(thefire-lightwasthechieflightinthesombreroom,thelampbeingsmokyanddull)towhathadbeensaidoftheabsentlady,glidedout.Shewasatalosswhichwaytoturnwhenshehadsoftlyclosedthedoor;but,afteralittlehesitationamongthesoundingpassagesandthemanyways,cametoaroominacornerofthemaingallery,wheretheservantswereattheirsupper.Fromthesesheobtainedalamp,andadirectiontothelady’sroom.

           Itwasupthegreatstaircaseonthestoryabove.

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