“‘Out where?’ asked Hercules.
“‘Nowhere,’ said Merope. ‘Like a candle.’
“‘Goodness! Weren’t you frightened?’ asked Andromeda.
“‘Yes. And I tried to think what to do, but I couldn’t. I kept growing colder and stiller—I couldn’t move. Then I thought about all of you, and there came a little warmth inside, and I knew the cold couldn’t reach me.’
“‘Because love was stronger than cold or dark?’ suggested Andromeda.
“‘Yes; that was it. Nothing could put it out.’
“‘Then how did you find your way out?’ asked Cepheus, after a minute.
“‘That was easy. When I thought of you and home, something pulled me; so I knew which way you were.’
“‘Then you came back,’ said Taygeta.
“‘No, I didn’t. I couldn’t come without the star. And I thought if I kept going in the direction I started, I’d come to the right place. So I kept on, the way I didn’t want to go.’