The three persons whose arrival he so impatiently expected had not yet made their appearance.

His walk became more and more nervous and irregular.
On a sudden he stopped abruptly; leaned his head towards the window; and listened.

His ear was quick as a savage's.
"They are here!" he exclaimed and his fox like eye shone with diabolic joy.

He had caught the sound of footsteps--a man's and a horse's.
Hastening to the window-shutter of the loft, he opened it cautiously, and saw the two young girls on horseback, and the old soldier who served them as a guide, enter the inn-yard together.
The night had set in, dark and cloudy; a high wind made the lights flicker in the lanterns which were used to receive the new guests.

But the description given to Morok had been so exact, that it was impossible to mistake them.