Some one waited for her there.

What passed we could not hear; but, as we saw Astona and another depart, Davilo spoke imprudently aloud-- "She has the secret, and she must die.

'Nay' (as I would have expostulated), she is spy, traitress, and assassin, and merits her doom most richly." "Hist!" said I, "your words may have fallen into other ears;" for I thought that beyond the wall I discerned a crouching figure.

If that of a man, however, it was too far off, and dressed in colours too dark, to be clearly seen; and in another instant it had certainly vanished.
"Remember," he urged, "you have heard that one quite as dangerous is under your own roof; and, once more, it is not only your life that is at stake.

What you call courage, what seems to us sheer folly, may cost you and others what you value far more than your life.