CHAPTER XL.

UNCLE AND NEPHEW. De Winter's horse and lackey were waiting for him at the gate. He directed his course towards his hotel absorbed in thought, looking back occasionally at the silent and dark façade of the Louvre. It was then that he saw a horseman, as it were, detach himself from the wall and follow him at a short distance. In leaving the Palais Royal he remembered to have observed a similar shadow. "Tony," he said, motioning his groom to approach. "Here I am, my lord." "Did you remark that man who is following us…