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His father's house, from which he started, was a mile away, or more, from that inn, in order to reach which he had to pass round the park of the Cheteau de la Carque, at the site most remote from the point to which he was going. It passes the old churchyard of St. Aubin, which is separated from the road only by a very low fence, and two or three enormous old trees.
You shall meet her at two o'clock this morning in the Park of the Chateau de la Carque. What room do you occupy in the Dragon Volant?" I was amazed at the audacity and decision of this girl. Was she, as we say in England, hoaxing me?
I was in the park of the Chateau de la Carque, as nefarious a poacher as ever trespassed on the grounds of unsuspicious lord! Before me rose the appointed grove, which looked as black as a clump of gigantic hearse plumes. It seemed to tower higher and higher at every step; and cast a broader and blacker shadow toward my feet.
For those who wish more detailed information on the composition of the salts, I insert a table which was compiled by Otto Carque and published in "Brain and Brawn," February, 1913. Those who wish still more detailed knowledge can find it in volumes on food analysis and in some government reports.
An oblique patch of moonlight was thrown upon the floor from the window to which I hastened. I looked out upon the landscape slumbering in those silvery beams. There stood the outline of the Chateau de la Carque, its chimneys and many turrets with their extinguisher-shaped roofs black against the soft grey sky.
The stone shafts showed black against it. Murmuring words of passionate love as I gazed upon the signal, I grasped my strong box under my arm, and with rapid strides approached the Chateau de la Carque. No sign of light or life, no human voice, no tread of foot, no bark of dog indicated a chance of interruption.
I hurried through the little business I had to do, longed once more for my quiet room in the Dragon Volant, the melancholy woods of the Chateau de la Carque, and the tumultuous and thrilling influence of proximity to the object of my wild but wicked romance. I was delayed some time by my stockbroker. I had a very large sum, as I told you, at my banker's, uninvested.
There is no such thing as indifference in the married state. Not to love one's husband," she continued, "is to hate him. The Count, ridiculous in all else, is formidable in his jealousy. In mercy, then, to me, observe caution. Affect to all you speak to, the most complete ignorance of all the people in the Chateau de la Carque; and, if anyone in your presence mentions the Count or Countess de St.
"But but I think I may say, Monsieur, that he is, I believe, at present staying at the Chateau de la Carque." I looked out of the window, more interested than ever, across the undulating grounds to the chateau, with its gloomy background of foliage. "I saw him today, in his carriage at Versailles," I said. "Very natural." "Then his carriage, and horses, and servants, are at the chateau?"
They showed signs of neglect, and almost of decay; and the gloom of fallen grandeur, and a certain air of desertion hung oppressively over the scene. I asked my host the name of the chateau. "That, Monsieur, is the Chateau de la Carque," he answered. "It is a pity it is so neglected," I observed. "I should say, perhaps, a pity that its proprietor is not more wealthy?" "Perhaps so, Monsieur."
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