hrough, and found themselves inside the
citadel.

They found this to be an irregular space, about two hundred feet in
length and width, surrounded by walls, under which were arched cells,
that were used for storage or magazines, and might also serve as
casemates in time of siege. There were barracks at one end, and at
the other the governor's residence, built of stone. Upon the parade
troops were exercising, and in front of the barracks a band was
playing. The whole scene was thus one of much animation; indeed, it
seemed very much so to the eyes of these wanderers, so long
accustomed to the solitude of the sea, or of the primeval forest.
However, they did not wait to gaze upon the scene, but went on at
once, without delay, to the commandant.

The commandant--Monsieur Auguste de Florian--received them with much
politeness. He was a man of apparently about forty years of age,
medium stature, and good-natured face, without any particular sign of
character or talent in his general expression. This was the man whom
Cazeneau was to succeed, whose arrival he had been expecting for a
long time. He received the new comers politely, and, after having
heard the priest's account of Mimi,--who she was, and how he had
found her,--he at once sent for his wife, who took her to her own
apartments, and informed her that this must be her home as long as
she was at Louisbourg.

The commandant now questioned the priest more particularly about the
Arethuse. Pere Michel left the narration to Claude. He had been
introduced under the name of M. Motier, and did not choose to say
anything about his real name and rank, for fear that it might lead
him into fresh difficulties. So Claude gave an account of the meeting
between the schooner and the raft, and also told all that he knew
about the fate of the Arethuse. The priest added something more that
he had learned, and informed the commandant that he could learn all
the rest from Mimi.

The governor's polite attention did not end with this visit. He at
once set about procuring a place where Claude might stay, and would
have done the same kind office to Pere Michel, had not the priest
declined. He had a place where he could stay with one of the priests
of the town, who was a friend; and besides, he intended to carry on
the duties of his sacred office. Claude, therefore, was compelled to
separate himself from the good priest, who, however, assured him that
he would see him often. Before evening