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We were not sorry to leave the Hôtel de Poste, at Arnay le Duc, which, with higher pretensions than the inn at Rouvray, only differs from it in the ratio of "dear and nasty" to "cheap and nasty;" and to commence a stage which promised more to the eye than any part of our former route.
He was only too happy to have been of such slight service as the circumstances had permitted; and if at any time he could do more, a line addressed to him at Nimes, poste restante ....
A handsome reward will be given to the person who has found it. This person must write, poste restante, bureau 40, to this address: M. A. T. H. S. N. Do not these letters suggest Mademoiselle Stangerson?" continued the reporter. "The 'key with a brass head' is not this the key? I always read advertisements.
Vallier, where the conducteur intended that we should breakfast. The Hôtel de Poste is a most dismal hole indeed, in every respect, and no appearance of any other inn: but soon after we learnt by experience, that wherever there is a café of tolerable appearance, it affords a much better chance for breakfast than any inn of the same rank.
"Then it is almost certain," said Monsieur Stangerson, "that my daughter did lose the key, and that she did not tell me of it, wishing to spare any anxiety, and that she begged whoever had found it to write to the poste restante. She evidently feared that, by giving our address, inquiries would have resulted that would have apprised me of the loss of the key.
A little before the expiration of the two months, during which time the poste restante retained the letters containing the thirty thousand francs, he called for them, and readdressed and mailed them to other post-offices. What did he want of this money, which was, in reality, a nuisance?
You passed under the very nose of two detectives, but luckily for you, their attention had been diverted to a woman who is a well-known pickpocket. I followed you to your hotel and then waited for you to go to the Poste Restante." "But I want my letters," said Hugh. "Naturally, but it is far too dangerous to go near there. You, of course, want news of your lady friend.
I don't think there is another in the world. And to-morrow I am to have the honour of informing him that I'm in love with that little worm, Dick Burden. Having seen the sun, I love a flicker of phosphorus on a sulphur match. Do write me the minute you get this, won't you? No, telegraph if you can think of anything consoling to say. Poste Restante, Chester. Your frightened and loving Audrie.
"Poste A five 'seventy-seven' shells, six mines, twelve trench shells; answer ten 'seventy-five' shells, eight mines, eighteen trench shells; Poste B two 'seventy-seven' shells, one mine, six grenades; answer fifteen 'seventy-five' shells; Poste C one 'two hundred and ten' shell, fifty mines; answer sixty mines; Poste D "
She put it into a sealed envelope, and directed it to Count de Volaski, Poste Restante. Then she sat back in her chair, exhausted from the slight exertion. The maid watched her mistress for a little while, and then said: "Pardon, madame; but it is half-past twelve." "Yes! I must dress," said Valerie rising. "What costume will madame wear?" "Any. It does not signify."
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