This compact between them had somehow changed their relation.

She seemed to have known him long.
"What's your name ?" she asked.
"Lin Slone," replied the rider.
Then she released her hands.

"I must ride in now.

If this isn't a dream I'll come back soon." She led Sage King to a rock and mounted him.
"It's good to see you up there," said Slone.

"An' that splendid horse! ...