10/24 She could see its gleam in the dim light, but she must pass a certain tree before she could see the little bridge itself. It was something white, which rose up as if from the ground, as if from the rushes growing at the water's edge. The white figure merely moved slowly away among the trees. It did not run or seem startled, and as Jane ran she caught it by its white drapery, and found herself, as she had known she would, dragging at the garments of Ameerah. But Ameerah only turned round and greeted her with a welcoming smile, mild enough to damp any excitement. |