ot know which way he must turn to reach the lower
staircase. Yet he dared not hesitate; in the passage, waiting about the
doors, were four or five servants, and in the distance he caught sight of
three men belonging to Tavannes' company. At any moment, too, an upper
servant might meet them, ask what they were doing, and detect the fraud.
He turned at random, therefore--to the left as it chanced--and marched
along bravely, until the very thing happened which he had feared. A man
came from a room plump upon them, saw them, and held up his hands in
horror.

"What are you doing?" he cried in a rage and with an oath. "Who set you
on this?"

Tignonville's tongue clave to the roof of his mouth. La Tribe from
behind muttered something about the stable.

"And time too!" the man said. "Faugh! But how come you this way? Are
you drunk? Here!" He opened the door of a musty closet beside him,
"Pitch them in here, do you hear? And take them down when it is dark.
Faugh. I wonder you did not carry the things though her ladyship's room
at once! If my lord had been in and met you! Now then, do as I tell
you! Are you drunk?"

With a sullen air Tignonville threw in his mattress. La Tribe did the
same. Fortunately the passage was ill-lighted, and there were many
helpers and strange servants in the inn. The butler only thought them
ill-looking fellows who knew no better.

"Now be off!" he continued irascibly. "This is no place for your sort.
Be off!" And, as they moved, "Coming! Coming!" he cried in answer to a
distant summons; and he hurried away on the errand which their appearance
had interrupted.

Tignonville would have gone to work to recover the pallets, for the man
had left the key in the door. But as he went to do so the butler looked
back, and the two were obliged to make a pretence of following him. A
moment, however, and he was gone; and Tignonville turned anew to regain
them. A second time fortune was adverse; a door within a pace of him
opened, a woman came out. She recoiled from the strange figure; her eyes
met his. Unluckily the light from the room behind her fell on his face,
and with a shrill cry she named him.

One second and all had been lost, for the crowd of idlers at the other
end of the passage had caught her cry, and were looking that way. With
presence of mind Tignonville clapped his hand on her mouth, and, huddling
her by force into the room, followed her, with La Tribe at his heels