I had almost forgotten the man, never having seen him since the morning when I started on the memorable journey to Tanlay.
"It is along while since we met," I said, greeting him. "My father told me you recovered from your wounds, and I expected to find you in Rochelle."
"Rochelle forms my headquarters, so to speak, monsieur, but I am in the hands of the chiefs. My last journey was to Flanders, whence I am now returning. Hearing that I was on my way to Rochelle, Monsieur Bellièvre entrusted me with this packet for you."
"You must stay and have a gossip with me," said I, having thanked him; "I hear little news from the outside world."
"You honour me, monsieur; but it is necessary for me to push on with all speed; I am carrying important despatches."
"But you need refreshment!"
"Jacques has seen to that, monsieur, and also to my horse."
"We may meet again," I said, as he took his leave.
"It is very likely. There will be a gathering of our gentlemen in Paris before long; but doubtless Monsieur Bellièvre has told you all the news."
When he had gone I sat down eagerly to read my comrade's letter. There was a smaller packet enclosed, but that I set aside. Felix wrote at some length, and his first item of news was very startling.