“I am so glad,” replied the girl, “for I am getting sadly tired.”
“You will have rest enough, soon,” said Benton. And it was well that Virginia did not see the dark smile that shone on his features and lit up his evil eyes.
A few steps further on and the two came to a little glade in the forest.
“This is the place,” said Benton, stopping in the center of the glade.
Virginia looked around.
The dense forest surrounded them.
No sound broke the stillness of the virgin wood.
The quiet of the grave reigned within the forest glade.
“I do not see any one,” said Virginia; and, despite herself, a feeling of apprehension stole over her.