"I do like them very much, that's true."

"Well, then, General Bonaparte is going to produce one in his
own style which will not be wanting in interest, I answer for
it!"

"So that," said Sir John, still hesitating, "I may accept your
offer without seeming intrusive?"

"I should think so. You will delight us all, especially me."

"Then I accept."

"Bravo! Now, let's see, when will you start?"

"As soon as you wish. My coach was harnessed when you threw that
unfortunate plate at Barjols' head. However, as I should never
have known you but for that plate, I am glad you did throw it
at him!"

"Shall we start this evening?"

"Instantly. I'll give orders for the postilion to send other horses,
and once they are here we will start."

Roland nodded acquiescence. Sir John went out to give his orders,
and returned presently, saying they had served two cutlets and a
cold fowl for them below. Roland took his valise and went down.
The Englishman placed his pistols in the coach box again. Both ate