"Madame," said he, "if you will take my advice, you will stay here; daylight will soon appear, the horses are tired, and you yourself need repose."
"Remy, you are anxious about something."
"Yes, about your health, madame. Believe me, a woman cannot support so much fatigue; I can scarcely do so myself."
"As you please, Remy."
"Well, then, enter that narrow street. I see a light at the end of it, which must proceed from an inn. Be quick, I beg you."
"You have heard something?"
"I thought I heard a horse's feet. I am not sure, but I will stay behind a minute to find out."
The lady, without replying, went on, and Remy got off his horse and let him follow her, while he hid himself behind an immense post and waited. The lady knocked at the door of the inn, behind which, according to the hospitable custom of the country, watched, or rather slept, a maid servant. The girl woke up and received the traveler with perfect good-humor, and then opened the stable-door for the two horses.
"I am waiting for my companion," said Diana; "let me sit by the fire; I shall not go to bed until he comes."
The servant threw some straw to the horses, shut the stable door, then returned to the kitchen, put a chair by the fire, snuffed the candle with her fingers, and went to sleep again.