"What did you see?"
He noted the strange glitter in her eyes. The strange perfume which clung to her, crept to his brain.
"I saw armed men waiting among the aspens; a man on a horse ferrying across in the barge."—
His straightforwardness sent a momentary shadow across her face and for a moment she shut her lips tightly. But a strange light played in her eyes, as she said:
"Friends come and go in the night. There may be pain in their passing to and fro. The man you saw was my brother!"
She spoke with a level and unhesitating voice, yet in her eyes there gleamed a vague smouldering of unrest.
"I do not even know your name," he said, longing to clasp those firm white hands which were so close to his eyes.
"What is a name?" she shrugged, then, with a laugh, she added: "Has the night taken away your courage?"
Their eyes met.