The lady, still veiled, alighted; entered and mounted to the turret, the window of the first story of which was lighted.
The husband followed her, both being respectfully preceded by Dame Fournichon, who carried a flambeau in her hand.
"Decidedly," said Chicot, crossing his arms on his chest, "I cannot understand a single thing of the whole affair."
CHAPTER LXXXIII.
SHOWING HOW CHICOT BEGAN TO UNDERSTAND THE PURPORT OF MONSIEUR DE GUISE'S LETTER.
Chicot fancied that he had already certainly seen, somewhere or another, the figure of this courteous cavalier; but his memory, having become a little confused during his journey from Navarre, where he had met with so many different figures, did not, with its usual facility, furnish him with the cavalier's name on the present occasion.
While, concealed in the shade, he was interrogating himself, with his eyes fixed upon the lighted window, as to the object of this lady and gentleman's tete-à-tete at the "Brave Chevalier," our worthy Gascon, forgetting Ernanton in the mysterious house, observed the door of the hostelry open, and in the stream of light which escaped through the opening, he perceived something resembling the dark outline of a monk's figure.
The outline in question paused for a moment to look up at the same window at which Chicot had been gazing.