For the moment it became imperative that she should hide her happy eyes even from this faithful fellow, in whom she had learned to place entire confidence.
"Icon, brave and beautiful!" she whispered.

"Thou hast carried me here where I longed to be.

Thy feet were well-nigh as swift as my desire." Then she turned, speaking quickly and low.
"Martin, where is my husband?
Where shall I find Sir Hugh ?" "My lady," said Martin, "I saw him last in the armoury." "The armoury ?" she questioned.
"A chamber opening out of the great hall, facing toward the west, with steps leading down into the garden." "Even as my chamber ?" "The armoury door faces the door of your chamber, Countess.

The width of the hall lies between." "Can I reach my chamber without entering the hall, or passing the armoury windows?
I would rid me of my travel-stains, before I make my presence known to Sir Hugh." "Pass round to the right, and through the buttery; then you reach the garden and the steps up to your chamber from the side beyond the armoury." "Good.

Tell no one of my presence, Martin.