You _are_ good to me.

You can understand." Once again I stood on the terrace, saw her melt like a shadow down the steps, and disappear behind the nearest shrub.

Thence she flitted away from point to point with exceeding haste.

The moonlight had now disappeared behind heavy banks of cloud, so there was little light to see by.

I could just distinguish a pale gleam here and there as she wended her secret way.
For a long time I stood there alone thinking, as I watched the course she had taken, and wondering where might be her ultimate destination.