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His countenance not less than his words restored the courage of

Don Abbondio; drawing a full breath, which had been long pent up

in his breast, he replied, "Your lordship jests, surely?

But-but-" and accepting the hand offered to him so courteously,

he slid from the saddle. The Unknown took the bridle, and gave

both animals to the care of the driver, ordering him to wait

there until their return. Taking a key from his pocket, he opened

the little door, and followed by his two companions, the curate

and the female, ascended the stairs.

CHAPTER XXIV.