She assuredly was frightened, and I thought it just as well that she was.
Presently she disappeared in the darkness and then the swift little clinks of her spurs ceased.

I laughed somewhat ruefully and hoped she would be satisfied.

Then I put away the horses and went in for my supper.
After supper I noisily bustled around my room, and soon stole out for my usual evening's spying.

The night was dark, without starlight, and the stiff wind rustled the leaves and tore through the vines on the old house.

The fact that I had seen and heard so little during my constant vigilance did not make me careless or the task monotonous.