It began to get on my nerves, for it seemed likely to continue until daylight. I got out with Villaret, intending at any rate to stretch my limbs. We went toward the white house, and then, as I did not want to tell him my plan, I asked him to wait there for me. Very fortunately, though, for me, I had not time to cross the threshold of this vile lodging-house, for an officer, smoking a cigarette, was just coming out of a small door. He spoke to me in German. “I am French,” I replied, and he then came up to me, speaking my language, for they could all talk French. He asked me what I was doing there, and my nerves were so overstrung that I burst out sobbing, and told him, through my sobs, of our lamentable odyssey since our departure from Gonesse, and finally of our waiting two hours in an icy cold carriage, while the stokers, engine drivers, and conductors, were all dancing in this house. “But I had no idea that there were passengers in those carriages, and it was I who gave permission to these men to dance, and drink. The guard of the train told me that he was taking cattle and goods, and that he did not need to arrive before eight in the morning, and I believed him....” “Well, monsieur,” I said, “the only cattle in the train will be the eight French passengers, and I should be very much obliged if you would give orders that the journey should be continued.” “Make your mind easy about that, madame,” he replied. “Will you come in and rest? I am here just now on a round of inspection, and am staying for a few days in this inn. You shall have a cup of tea, and that will refresh you.” I told him that I had a friend waiting for me in the road, and a lady in the railway carriage. “But that makes no difference,” he said, “let us go and fetch them.” A few minutes later we found poor Villaret seated on a milestone. His head was on his knees and he was asleep. I asked him to fetch Mlle. Soubise. “And if your other traveling companions will come and take a cup of tea, they will be welcome,” said the officer. I went back with him, and we entered by the little door through which I had seen him come out. It was a fairly large room which we entered, on a level with the meadow; there were some mats on the floor, a very low bed, and an enormous table, on which were two large maps of France. One of these was studded over with pins and small flags. There was also a portrait of the Emperor William, mounted, and fastened up with four pins, and all this belonged to the officer.