I think they will all be very glad to see us, because in these Middle Ages of ours, life, even in a great ducal castle, is somewhat lonely.
Visitors are too rare, and there is not the variety of interest that even the poor will have in a later time." "You make believe well, Mr.Scott," she said.
"There is inspiration," he said, glancing at her.

"We are here in the deeps of an ancient wood, and perhaps the stories and legends of these old lands move the Americans more than they do the people who live here.
We're the children of Europe and when we look back to the land of our fathers we often see it through a kind of glorified mist." "The wind is shifting again," she said.

"I hear the cannon once more." "So do I, and I hear something else too! Was that the sound of hoofs ?" John turned in sudden alarm to Legare, who heard also and stiffened at once to attention.

They were not alone on the road.

The rapid beat of hoofs came, and around a corner galloped a mass of Uhlans, helmets and lances glittering.