"Then I won't be a moment. I'll bring whom I can."
"Monsieur!"… as he reached the corner. He turned back.
"There is an artillery captain … in a black uniform with silver."
"An artillery captain …" he paused enquiringly.
"In black and silver. There was no other in the room."
"Oh, yes, there were two in black and silver!"
"Tall, with …"
"Ah, tall! The other is very short … The tall one is the Commandant's aide, Captain Chatêl. He may not be able…. But I will see!" He disappeared again.
When he returned he had the young man beside him.
"One moment," said Châtel, as they walked towards the car; "who asked for me, the girl with the fair hair, or with the dark?"