As I hastened on, fain to see whither she went, a blinding flash, like an evil twisting snake, shot betwixt her and me.

When I could see again, she was gone.

I fled to the Reverend Mother, and ran in on the roar of the thunder." "Saw you her face, Mary Antony ?" "Nay, Reverend Mother.

But, of late, the holy Ladies mostly walk by with their faces shrouded." "I know.

Now, see here, dear Antony.