As he drew near the chateau, his first care was to look and see if there were a sentinel upon the wall, but perceiving nothing that seemed to indicate that the castle was upon a war footing he decided to advance. On arriving before the principal gate he walked for an hour, far and wide, before knowing if he should go into the chateau or not. The old porter, smoking his pipe before his door, perceived this little figure, trailing a cloak, and coming and going for a long while in the same circle. Irritated by this conduct, the porter left the chateau and walked towards Chaudoreille, to ask him what he did there. The latter, seeing a man walk with long steps towards him, imagined that the porter suspected him and was about to arrest him. Immediately he began to run on the sward, but presently his feet became entangled in the train of his cloak and he rolled on the grass. The porter, hearing someone calling in the chateau, did not continue his walk, and on rising Chaudoreille saw nobody. He then hastened to take the way to the village. "This is enough of it for today," said he, "another time I shall not be so imprudent, I'll hide in the thickets which are within cannon shot of the castle," and he returned to his inn where, while awaiting dinner, he played at little quoits with his host, and insisted on teaching madame, his wife, to dance the bolero. Julia, hearing the noise, found Chaudoreille in the courtyard of the inn, in the midst of the fowls and manure, making many bows to a little woman of forty years, and beating time with Rolande, saying,-- "In Granada nobody dances except sword in hand. Ah, here is my sister Salamalech, she can make curtseys without touching her heels." Julia pushed the dancing master into her room, saying to him,-- "What are you doing in that courtyard?" "What the deuce! I did it the better to preserve our incognito, for prudence' sake." "What have you learned this morning?" "Many things. I believe there is a garrison at the chateau. I saw an armed man come out. As to little Blanche, I have a suspicion that they are keeping her in a subterranean dungeon." "You're a fool. I've spoken to a young girl who lives at the chateau; I made her gossip. Blanche is in one of the towers which overlook the lake." "Then the soldier whom I questioned must have lied to me. I had him, however, with my sword at his throat." "Nobody has arrived at the chateau?" "Oh, nobody, I'm sure of that, I have not lost sight of it." "This evening I shall introduce myself into the park and I hope--" "I hope that I'm not to introduce myself there." "No, you are to watch outside." "Ah, I'm good at watching outside; besides, I have the eyes of a cat, I can see clearly at night."