"An officer?"
"Yes."
"It was he: it was Herculanus."
"But my lord, you saw the horsemen only from the front."
"Yet I know it. Be watchful. Guard the little one."
CHAPTER XXXI.
Adalo had retraced the road to the Holy Mountain with a heavy heart, and with deep pain he made his report in the Duke's tent at daybreak.
"I have gained nothing," were his closing words, "seen nothing of the camp, and not a sign of--of her. What is to be done?"
"Wait," replied the Duke, stroking his long beard and half closing his eye.
"Wait! it is easy for you to say that."