The air at the same time filled with the tongues of the hounds: they were hot upon the scent.
"What have you done, wench?
You have put the halter round my throat." "No!" cried Margaret.

"I have saved you: stand back from the window, both! Your knife, quick!" She seized his long-pointed knife, almost tore it out of his girdle, and darted from the room.

The house was now surrounded with baying dogs and shouting men.
The glowworm eyes moved not..