It is a long road and the climb is steep, but at last it leads to the light of the blessed sun, nor are there any pitfalls in the path.

Would that we might tread it together, Humphrey," she added with passion, "and be rid of mysteries and the gloom, or that light which is worse than gloom." "Why not ?" I asked eagerly.

"Why should we not turn and flee ?" "Who can flee from my father, the Lord Oro ?" she replied.

"He would snare us before we had gone a mile.

Moreover, if we fled, by tomorrow half the world must perish." "And how can we save it by not flying, Yva ?" "I do not know, Humphrey, yet I think it will be saved, perchance by sacrifice.