Ye can trust him.

Ye'll no fickle Thomas Yownie." The next minutes were for Dickson a delirium of excitement not unpleasantly shot with flashes of doubt and fear.

As a child he had played hide-and-seek, and his memory had always cherished the delights of the game.

But how marvellous to play it thus in a great empty house, at dark of night, with the heaven filled with tempest, and with death or wounds as the stakes! He took refuge in a corner where a tapestry curtain and the side of a Dutch awmry gave him shelter, and from where he stood he could see the garden-room and the beginning of the tiled passage which led to the verandah door.

That is to say, he could have seen these things if there had been any light, which there was not.