"No sounds. There isn't much sleep for anyone here tonight. The noise and the knowledge that Herr Windt is somewhere near——"
"Herr Windt!"
"He has followed us here. I think he found a trace of me at Bartfeld—the village beyond the mountain," he whispered.
"But we might go down through the castle and the courtyard—if we could pass the man at the drawbridge. Does it make a noise when it is lowered?"
"Oh, yes, Hugh—a dreadful noise."
"That's awkward." He crossed to the door into the wainscoting and listened there, then at the other door into the corridor, and returned to her.
"For the present, at least, we're safe."
He caught her in his arms and held her silently. Her arms clinging to him, she raised her head and found his lips.
"Belovèd," she whispered, "how did you——"
"I followed you here—on a mere fragment of a clew—but it was enough."