But when I looked at the reflection of my face, I was horrified.

It was covered with scratches inflicted by the nails of Hendrika.

I doctored them up as best I could, then went out for a walk to calm my nerves, which, what between the events of the past night, and of those pending that day, were not a little disturbed.
When I returned it was breakfast time.

I went into the dining hut, and there Stella was waiting to greet me, dressed in simple white and with orange flowers on her breast.

She came forward to me shyly enough; then, seeing the condition of my face, started back.
"Why, Allan! what have you been doing to yourself ?" she asked.
As I was about to answer, her father came in leaning on his stick, and, catching sight of me, instantly asked the same question.
Then I told them everything, both of Hendrika's threats and of her fierce attempt to carry them into execution.