CHAPTER XXXVI.
THE ANAGRAM.
The Rue Garnier sur l'Eau runs into the Rue Geoffroy Lasnier, and the Rue des Barres lies at right angles to the former.
On the right, a short distance down the Rue de la Mortellerie, stands a small house in the centre of a garden surrounded by a high wall, which has but one entrance. Charles drew a key from his pocket and inserted it into the lock. The gate was unbolted and immediately opened. Telling Henry and the lackey bearing the torch to enter, the King closed and locked the gate behind him.
Light came from one small window which Charles smilingly pointed out to Henry.
"Sire, I do not understand," said the latter.
"But you will, Henriot."
The King of Navarre looked at Charles in amazement. His voice and his face had assumed an expression of gentleness so different from usual that Henry scarcely recognized him.
"Henriot," said the King, "I told you that when I left the Louvre I came out of hell. When I enter here I am in paradise."
"Sire," said Henry, "I am happy that your Majesty has thought me worthy of taking this trip to Heaven with you."