“Christian!” Eva cried out in a tone as though she were peering into the darkness.
“The night has come upon us,” Christian said, and trembled.
“Christian!” she cried.
Suddenly he became aware of Amadeus Voss, who emerged out there from among the dark trees, and who seemed to have awaited him, for he made signs to him at the window. With a hasty good-night Christian left the room.
Eva looked after him and did not move.
A little later, forgetting the ache in her feet, she went into her dressing-room, opened her jewel case, took Ignifer out, and regarded the stone long and with brooding seriousness.
Then she put it into her hair, and went to the mirror—cool in body, pale of face, quiet-eyed. She folded her arms, lost in this vision of herself.
XXI
Christian and Amadeus walked across the dam toward Duinbergen.