"I will take my leave." He made a step forward.

The two constables did the same, and would have laid their hands upon his shoulder but that the Seigneur said tartly: "Stand off, Jack-in-boxes!" The two stood aside, and looked covertly at the Seigneur, whose temper seemed unusually irascible.

Charley's face showed no surprise, but he looked inquiringly at the Cure.
"If they wish to be measured for uniforms--or manners--I will see them at my shop," he said.
The Seigneur chuckled.

Charley stepped again towards the door.

The two constables stood before it.