"Ah! there are nails in your staircase; what a devil of a wind it was," said Chicot.
"Now you will go to bed again?" said the host.
"No, I thank you, I have slept enough; leave me your lantern and I will read."
Chicot replaced the chest of drawers against the door, dressed himself, got into bed again, and read till daybreak, when he asked for his horse, paid his bill, and went away, saying to himself—
"We shall see, to-night."
CHAPTER XXXV.
HOW CHICOT CONTINUED HIS JOURNEY, AND WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM.
Chicot passed his morning in congratulating himself on the sang-froid and patience he had displayed through his night of trials.