"None; none for these two months."
"No visitor of any kind?"
"None. Only four to-day, and they cursed me and my wine."
"I have a friend with me, and a wounded man. We found him by the roadside."
"We'll do our best," said the landlord, and he turned away and called for his wife.
As Barrington and Seth carried the wounded man in, the landlord looked at him and started.
"You know him?" asked Barrington sharply.
"I saw him only to-day. I'll tell you when you've got him comfortable in his bed."
"Is there a doctor in Trémont?"
"No, monsieur. Over at Lesville there's one, unless he's gone to Paris with the rest, but he couldn't be got here until the morning.".