Where the shadow of the church ended, the moon poured its
silvery light in a broad flood over the street, and further off
painted, with, a bold stroke of the brush, a glittering streak of
white light across the sea, away to the semi-transparent mists on
the horizon.
Passing first through the shimmering light, and then through the
black shadow of the church, Wilhelm reached the hotel, where the
lights were already extinguished. Without lighting the candle, which
he found ready for him at the foot of the stairs, he mounted to his
room. He was surprised, on reaching the door, to find Fido lying in
front of it, his nose resting on his outstretched paws.
"I suppose they have shut you out, and you want a night's lodging
with me," said Wilhelm; "very well, I won't refuse you my
hospitality--come in."
He opened the door and let the dog pass in before him, then
followed, pushed the bolt, and put the candlestick down on the
table. Suddenly two cool, bare arms were laid about his neck, and
his startled cry was smothered by the pressure of two burning lips
upon his own.
CHAPTER XI.
IN THE HORSELBERG
The good landlady of the Hotel de France was not a little surprised
next morning when Wilhelm came down to the kitchen and informed her
that he must leave that forenoon.
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