"I presume they are expecting you, sir?
If they are not expecting you, they will probably 'ave all gone to bed.
So we will wait, will we not, Ami Fritz, and see this gentleman safe in?
If the worst came to the worst, you could come with us to our villa and sleep there the night." "You are awfully kind!" said Chester heartily--and, indeed, he did feel this entire stranger's kindness exceptional.
How fortunate that Sylvia had come across such a nice, simple, kindly woman in such a queer place as Lacville! But Madame Wachner's good-natured proposal had never to be seriously considered, for when her vigorous hand found and pulled the bell there came sounds in the courtyard beyond, and a moment later the door swung open.
"Who's there ?" cried M.Malfait in a loud voice.
"It is the English gentleman, Mrs.Bailey's friend," said Madame Wachner quickly; and at once the Frenchman's voice softened.
"Ah! we had quite given up M'sieur," he said amiably.

"Come in, come in! Yes, the bag has arrived; but people often send their luggage before they come themselves.

Just as they sometimes leave their luggage after they themselves have departed!" Chester was shaking hands cordially with the Wachners.
"Thank you for all your kindness," he said heartily.

"I hope we shall meet again soon! I shall certainly be here for some days.

Perhaps you will allow me to call on you ?" Once the good-natured couple had walked off arm in arm into the night, the door of the Pension Malfait was locked and barred, and Chester followed his landlord into the long, dark house.
"One has to be careful.