'I trust that you have met with no hurt.' 'None, sir,' she answered, in a low, sweet voice, 'but that I have escaped is due to the ready valour of your friend, and the guiding wisdom of Him who confutes the plots of the wicked.

Doubtless a true man would have rendered this help to any damsel in distress, and yet it may add to your satisfaction to know that she whom you have served is no stranger to you.' With these words she dropped her mantle and turned her face towards us in the moonlight.
'Good lack! it is Mistress Timewell!' I cried, in amazement.
'Let us homewards,' she said, in firm, quick tones.

'The neighbours are alarmed, and there will be a rabble collected anon.

Let us escape from the babblement.' Windows had indeed begun to clatter up in every direction, and loud voices to demand what was amiss.

Far away down the street we could see the glint of lanthorns swinging to and fro as the watch hurried thitherwards.