“Henri gave a sigh. It was there he wished to be.
“‘Now, then, M. de Beaulieu,’ said Henri, ‘have the kindness to show me my chamber. I am desirous of reaching it, as I am very much fatigued with my day’s toil.’
“‘Here, monseigneur,’ said Beaulieu, showing Henri an open door.
“‘No. 2!’ said Henri. ‘And why not No. 1?’
“‘Because it is reserved, monseigneur.’
“‘Ah! that is another thing,’ said Henri, and he became even more pensive.
“He wondered who was to occupy No. 1.
“The governor, with a thousand apologies, installed Henri in his apartment, made many excuses for his deficiencies, and, placing two soldiers at the door, retired.
“‘Now,’ said the governor, addressing the turnkey, ‘let us visit the others.’”