Dowie furtively followed her at a distance knowing that she wanted to be alone.

The wide stretches of the moor seemed to draw her.

At times she stood gazing at them out of a window, sometimes she sat in a deep window seat with her hands lying listlessly upon her lap but with her eyes always resting on the farthest line of the heather.

Once she sat thus so long that Dowie crept out of the empty stone chamber where she had been waiting and went and stood behind her.

At first Robin did not seem conscious of her presence but presently she turned her head.