In the mean time, the landlord climbed to a point of the hill, from whence he could see both his own village, and the ruins of the castle. There, the sight of the church steeple gave him courage, and he paused to examine the extraordinary light which proceeded from the ruin. In a few minutes, he saw several figures flit across the windows, and cast a momentary obscurity over the red glare which was streaming forth from them upon the darkness of the night. "There they are!" cried he, "Père Le Rouge, and his pot companion!--and surely the Devil must be with them, for I see more than two, and one of them has certainly a tail--Lord have mercy upon us!" As he spoke, a vivid flash of lightning burst from the clouds, followed instantly by a tremendous peal of thunder. The terrified innkeeper startled at the sound, and more than ever convinced that man's enemy was on earth, took to his heels, nor ceased running till he reached his own door, and met his better angel of a wife, who boxed his ears for his absence, and vowed he had been gallanting. END OF THE FIRST VOLUME. LONDON: PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY, Dorset Street, Fleet Street. * * * * * Typographical errors corrected by the etext transcriber: shas ent to inquire=> has sent to inquire {pg 115} Frontrailles=> Fontrailles {pg 163} Gualtier=> Gaultier {pg 283} End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Richelieu, v. 1/3, by G. P. R. James