At length her words came in an awed whisper, so faint that even in that stilly night I could hardly hear it: "You know--you know my resting-place! How--when was that ?" There was nothing to do now but to speak out the truth: "I was in the crypt of St.Sava.

It was all by accident.

I was exploring all around the Castle, and I went there in my course.

I found the winding stair in the rock behind the screen, and went down.

Dear, I loved you well before that awful moment, but then, even as the lantern fell tingling on the glass, my love multiplied itself, with pity as a factor." She was silent for a few seconds.