"Perchance, sir, I was curious to know how long you would be content to knock and wait."
"You knew it was I?"
She glanced up with a merry sparkle in her grey eyes.
"Stupid!—do you think the door would have been unbolted to another?"… Then with a woman's quick mind: "And dear Sir John! It is sweet to see that he has his strength again."
"See? When did you see Sir John?"
She led him to the window and drew aside the curtain.
"I saw everything, my lord!" she cried, with a blithesome laugh. "Everything from when you slew the odious Abbot until the fight ended on the stairs; and you can never know, dear, the joy with which I recognized the Stag upon your jupon."
"Surely you did not see the fight in the hall!" he exclaimed.
"Every stroke. I was leaning on the railing just above you."
"And never spoke to me!"