She was a part of the infinite kaleidoscope--a fate-charged, fate-moved, fragile piece of glass which might be crushed to atoms in the twinkling of an eye, in the sounding of a trump.
After leaving Dorothy I rode across the country and soon overtook the yeoman guard whom I joined unobserved.

Then I marched with them, all too rapidly to suit me, to Rutland.

The little army had travelled with greater speed than I had expected, and I soon began to fear that Dorothy would not reach Rutland Castle in time to enable its inmates to escape.
Within half an hour from the time I joined the yeomen we saw the dim outlines of the castle, and Sir William St.Loe gave the command to hurry forward.

Cecil, Sir William, Sir George, and myself rode in advance of the column.

As we approached the castle by the road leading directly to the gate from the north, I saw for a moment upon the top of the hill west of the castle gate the forms of Dorothy and Dolcy in dim silhouette against the sky.