It was a heavy mass of building, that château of Monsieur the Marquis, with a large stone courtyard before it, and two stone sweeps of staircase meeting in a stone terrace before the principal door. A

A supper-table was laid for two, in the third of the rooms; a round room, in one of the château's four extinguisher-topped towers. A small lofty room, with its window wide open, and the wooden jalousi

"Pardon me! I mean, not a long time on the journey; a long time intending the journey." "I have been detained by" - the nephew stopped a moment in his answer - "various business." "Without doubt," sai