One is the granddaughter of an admiral and the other can not be less than a duchess." "Ladies?
Oh, that is most unfortunate! The ladies' chamber is all upset, and every other room is engaged.

They will be compelled to wait fully an hour." "That will not inconvenience us, Monsieur," said a voice from the window of the diligence, "provided we may have something hot to drink; wines and hot water, with a dash of sugar and brandy.

Come, my dear; and don't forget your mask." "How disappointing that the hotel was closed! Well, we can put up with the tavern till morning." With some difficulty the two women alighted and entered the common assembly room, followed by the postilion who staggered under bulky portmanteaus.

They approached the fire unconcernedly, ignoring the attention which their entrance aroused.

The youngest gave a slight scream as the Iroquois rose abruptly and moved away from the chimney.
"Holy Virgin!" Anne cried, clutching Gabrielle's arm; "it is an Indian!" The vision of quiet in a Quebec convent grew vague.
"Hush! he would not be here if he were dangerous." Gabrielle turned her grey-masked face toward the fire and rested a hand on the broad mantel.
Victor, who had taken a table which sat in the shadow and who was trying by the aid of champagne to forget the tragic scene of the hour gone, came near to wasting a glass of that divine nectar of Nepenthe.
He brushed his eyes and held a palm to his ear.