When we finally came into our main street again at the foot of the Georgetown hills, not far from the little creek which divided that settlement from the main city, I could hear nowhere any sound of our pursuer.
"Madam," said I, turning to her; "I think we may safely say we are alone.

What, now, is your wish ?" "Home!" she said.
"And where is home ?" She looked at me keenly for a time, as though to read some thought which perhaps she saw suggested either in the tone of my voice or in some glimpse she might have caught of my features as light afforded.

For the moment she made no answer.
"Is it here ?" suddenly I asked her, presenting to her inspection the sealed missive which I bore.
"I can not see; it is quite dark," she said hurriedly.
"Pardon me, then--" I fumbled for my case of lucifers, and made a faint light by which she might read.

The flare of the match lit up her face perfectly, bringing out the framing roll of thick dark hair, from which, as a high light in a mass of shadows, the clear and yet strong features of her face showed plainly.

I saw the long lashes drooped above her dark eyes, as she bent over studiously.