They were too far away to matter as yet, and Knight had steered a safe course for himself in troubled seas before.

As for Columbine, she knew only the rapture of love triumphant, and tasted perfect safety in the holding of her lover's arms.

He had won her with scarcely a struggle, and she gloried with an ecstasy that was in its way sublime in the completeness of her surrender.

On such a night as that it seemed to her that the whole world lay at her feet, and she knew no fear.
The still pool slept in the moonlight, a lake of silver, unspeakably calm.

Beyond the outstretched blade of rock the great waters rose and rose.