Mr.Ricardo was still thinking of Celia Harland when the morning came.

He fell asleep, and awoke to find Hanaud by his bed.
"You will be wanted today," said Hanaud.
Ricardo got up and walked down from the hotel with the detective.

The front door faces the hillside of Mont Revard, and on this side Mr.
Ricardo's rooms looked out.

The drive from the front door curves round the end of the long building and joins the road, which then winds down towards the town past the garden at the back of the hotel.

Down this road the two men walked, while the supporting wall of the garden upon their right hand grew higher and higher above their heads.