But they did not seem inclined to profit by our invitation, and the reader descended from the table, folding up his paper, which he put in his pocket.
"It is finished," said he, "it is finished."
"Yes; it is finished," repeated the others, looking at each other with a peculiar expression.
Two or three of the soldiers rose and left the room, and the fat landlord said:
"You do not perhaps know that the large hall is on the Rue de Tilly?"
"Yes; we know it very well," replied Zunnier; "but I like this little hall better. Here I used to come, long ago, with two old comrades, to empty a few glasses in honor of Jena and Auerstaedt. I know this room of old."
"Ah! as you please, as you please," returned the landlord. "Do you wish some March beer?"
"Yes; two glasses and the gazette."
"Very good."