Englishman.

On the evening of the first day several attempts were made at the
Mulet by inquisitive persons to satisfy their curiosity; but no light
whatever could be obtained from the little groom, who evaded all
inquiries, not by refusals or by silence, but by sarcasms which seemed
to be beyond his years and to prove him a corrupt little mortal.

After making a careful toilet and dining at six o'clock, the stranger
mounted a horse, and, followed by his groom, rode off along the road
to Brienne, not returning till a very late hour to the Mulet. The
landlord, his wife, and her maids had meantime gained no information
from a careful examination of his trunks, and the articles about his
rooms, as to the projects or the condition of their mysterious inmate.

On the stranger's return the mistress of the house carried up to him
the book in which, according to police regulations, he was required to
inscribe his name, rank, the object of his journey, and the place from
which he came.

"I shall write nothing," he said to the mistress of the inn. "If any
one questions you, you can say I refused; and you may send the
sub-prefect to see me, for I have no passport. I dare say that many
persons will make inquiries about me, madame, and you can tell them
just what you like. I wish you to know nothing about me. If you worry
me on this point, I shall go to the Hotel de la Poste on the Place du
Pont and remain there for the fortnight I propose to spend here. I
should be sorry for that, because I know that you are the sister of
Gothard, one of the heroes of the Simeuse affair."