In a flash she saw that the Wanderer would not leave her alone with the Moravian, and that the latter could not be moved for the present without danger to his life.

They must watch together by his side through the long hours.

Who could tell what the night would bring forth?
As the new development of the situation presented itself, the colour rose again to her cheeks.

The warmth of the conservatory, too, dispelled the chill that had penetrated her, and the familiar odours of the flowers contributed to restore the lost equilibrium of mind and body.
"Tell me what has happened," she said again.
In the fewest possible words the Wanderer told her all that had occurred up to the moment of her coming, not omitting the detail of the locked door.
"And for what reason do you suppose that Keyork shut you in ?" she asked.
"I do not know," the Wanderer answered.

"I do not trust him, though I have known him so long." "It was mere selfishness," said Unorna scornfully.