The Count of Monte Cristo

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to a man void of uneasiness; but for one who has a timid conscience, and
with good cause too, the yellow, blue, and white uniform is really very
alarming.

"Why is that gendarme there?" asked Andrea of himself. Then, all at
once, he replied, with that logic which the reader has, doubtless,
remarked in him, "There is nothing astonishing in seeing a gendarme at
an inn; instead of being astonished, let me dress myself." And the youth
dressed himself with a facility his valet de chambre had failed to rob
him of during the two months of fashionable life he had led in Paris.
"Now then," said Andrea, while dressing himself, "I'll wait till he
leaves, and then I'll slip away." And, saying this, Andrea, who had now
put on his boots and cravat, stole gently to the window, and a second
time lifted up the muslin curtain. Not only was the first gendarme still
there, but the young man now perceived a second yellow, blue, and white
uniform at the foot of the staircase, the only one by which he could
descend, while a third, on horseback, holding a musket in his fist, was