Presently, however, he began to feel a slight uneasiness. Instead of going to the upper town, where Courtin felt instinctively that the princess was hidden, the pair turned down toward the river. The farmer followed their movements with deep anxiety. Soon, however, he began to fancy that Mary had some errand in that direction, and that Michel was only accompanying her.
Nevertheless, his anxiety again deepened when, on turning the corner of the quay, he saw the young pair making straight for the tavern of the Point du Jour, which they presently entered. Unable to restrain himself any longer he ran hastily forward and overtook the baron.
"Ah, here you are,--just in time!" said Michel.
"What is it?" asked the spy.
"Courtin, my dear fellow, I'm the happiest man on earth!"
"Why so?"
"Quick! saddle me two horses!"
"Two horses?"
"Yes."
"And Mademoiselle Mary? don't you mean to take her back?"