"Candles and wood are scarce things here," she answered.

"We must be patient, even if we are left in the dark.

Tell me," she went on, raising her quiet voice a little, "how came you to risk crossing the frontier in wartime ?" Grace's voice dropped when she answered the question.

Grace's momentary gayety of manner suddenly left her.
"I had urgent reasons," she said, "for returning to England." "Alone ?" rejoined the other.

"Without any one to protect you ?" Grace's head sank on her bosom.