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On leaving the railway station he threw himself into a cab, and said to
the coachman,--
"
Hôtel de Brabant."
He heard a voice repeat, "Hôtel de Brabant." He put out his head and saw
a man writing something in a notebook with a pencil by the light of a
street-lamp.
It was probably some police agent.
Without a passport, without letters, without papers, he was afraid of
being arrested in the night, and he was longing for a good sleep. A good
bed to-night, he thought, and to-morrow the Deluge! At the Hôtel de
Brabant he paid the coachman, but did not go into the hotel. Moreover,
he would have asked in vain for the Representatives Forel and Guilgot;
both were there under false names.
He took to wandering about the streets. It was eleven o'clock at night,
and for a long time he had begun to feel utterly worn out.
At length he saw a lighted lamp with the inscription "Hôtel de la
Monnaie."
He walked in.
The landlord came up, and looked at him somewhat askance.
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