Shall I lead the way?
Ah, but you know it!" and he smiled grimly.
With a bow, I preceded him along the little path where I had once waited for the duchess, and where Pierre, the new servant, had found me.

No words passed between us as we went.

The duke advanced to the door and unlocked it.

We went in, nobody was about, and we crossed the dimly lighted hall into the small room where supper had been laid for three (three who should have been four) on the night of my arrival.

Meat, bread, and wine stood on the table now, and with a polite gesture the duke invited me to a repast.
I was tired and hungry, and I took a hunch of bread and poured out some wine.
"What keeps Jean, I wonder ?" mused the duke, as he sat down.