"Food and lodging," said the man.

This inn had for a landlord a certain Jacquin Labarre, a man of consideration in the town on account of his relationship to another Labarre, who kept the inn of the Three Dauphins in Grenoble, and had served in the Guides.

　　At the time of the Emperor's landing, many rumors had circulated throughout the country with regard to this inn of the Three Dauphins.

　　It was said that General Bertrand, disguised as a carter, had made frequent trips thither in the month of January, and that he had distributed crosses of honor to the soldiers and handfuls of gold to the citizens.

　　The truth is, that when the Emperor entered Grenoble he had refused to install himself at the hotel of the prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, "I am going to the house of a brave man of my acquaintance"; and he had betaken himself to the Three Dauphins.

　　This glory of the Labarre of the Three Dauphins was reflected upon the Labarre of the Cross of Colbas, at a distance of five and twenty leagues. It was said of him in the town, "That is the cousin of the man of Grenoble."

　　The man bent his steps towards this inn, which was the best in the country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the street.

　　All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the fireplace.

　　The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one stew-pan to another, very busily superintending an excellent dinner designed for the wagoners, whose loud talking, conversation, and laughter were audible from an adjoining apartment. Any one who has travelled knows that there is no one who indulges in better cheer than wagoners.

　　A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, was turning on a long spit before the fire; on the stove, two huge carps from Lake Lauzet and a trout from Lake Alloz were cooking.

　　The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, without raising his eyes from his stoves:--

　　"What do you wish, sir?"

　　"Food and lodging," said the man.

　　"Nothing easier," replied the host.

　　At that moment he turned his head, took in the traveller's appearance with a single glance, and added, "By paying for it."

　　The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and answered, "I have money."

　　"In that case, we are at your service," said the host.

　　The man put his purse back in his pocket, removed his knapsack from his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his hand, and seated himself on a low stool close to the fire. D---- is in the mountains.

　　The evenings are cold there in October.