Two embroidered pillows were at the foot, and on a little table beside it a crystal ball on a black platter.
No crucifix or _prie-dieu_, such as in those days was in every lady's bower, could be discerned anywhere about the pavilion.
So soon as the tent-flap had fallen with a soft rustle behind him, the Earl William abandoned himself to the strange enchantment of his surroundings.

He did not stop to ask himself how it was possible that such dainty providings had been brought into the midst of his wide, wild realm of Galloway.

Nor yet why this errant damsel should in the darksome night-time find herself alone on this hilltop with the tents of her retinue standing empty and silent about.

The present sufficed him.

The soft radiance of dark eyes fell upon him, and all the quick-running, inconsiderate Douglas blood rushed and sang in his veins, responsive to that subtle shining.
He was with a fair woman, and she not unwilling to be kind.