"Au Cheval Noir
Café and Restaurant"
"By George! What a kind fate has hovered over that place!" cried Don.
"Don't worry. Old Mars will get it yet," rejoined Chase.
"From the sublime to the ridiculous—the Château de Morancourt and the Cheval Noir!" put in Dunstan. "Let us visit the place."
"Of course," laughed Don.
The boys had not the slightest difficulty in following out the plan, as there was no door to bar their progress. Don led the way inside; and the three had only advanced a few feet into the shadowy interior when they heard an animal scurrying rapidly about, and the next instant a dark form, but dimly seen in the gloom, dashed frantically across the floor, whisked out into the roadway and was gone.
"Hello!—that cat again!" exclaimed Dunstan. "We seem to be seriously disturbing the poor creature's peace of mind. Turn on the light, Don."
A click sounded; then the flash-light, cutting a passage through the darkness, fell across a number of chairs and tables.
"Remarkable!" exclaimed Dunstan. "Apparently not a thing disturbed!"
"Yes, sir, it looks just exactly as if the Cheval Noir was open and ready for business," declared Don.