You cleared the country of them, the pests." Darkness was approaching fast among the sombre hills; the great pass was enveloped in the mists and the gloaming of early night.

In a compact body the guardsmen rode close about Prince Robin and his friend.
Ingomede had urged this upon Tullis, still oppressed by the feeling of disaster that had come over her in the hovel.
"It means something, my friend, it means something," she insisted.

"I feel it--I am sure of it." Riding quite close beside him, she added in lower tones: "I was with my husband no longer ago than yesterday.

Do you know that I believe it is Count Marlanx that I feel everywhere about me now?
_He_--his presence--is in the air! Oh, I wish I could make you feel as I do." "You haven't told me why you ran away on Sunday," he said, abruptly, dismissing her argument with small ceremony.
"He sent for me.

I--I had to go." There was a new, strange expression in her eyes that puzzled him for a long time.