As Philip halted for a moment, his eyes drawn by a haunting fascination to that window, the light grew clearer and brighter, and he fancied that he saw a face looking out into the night--toward his cabin.

A moment later he knew that it was the woman's face.

Then a door opened, and a figure hurried across the open.

He stepped back into the gloom of his own cabin and waited.

It was the colonel.