Where shall we go next--to La Masque or the peat-house ?" "To La Masque--I hate the idea of the pest-house!" "She may be there, nevertheless; and under present circumstances, it is the best place for her." "Don't talk of it!" said Sir Norman, impatiently.

"I do not and will not believe she is there! If the sorceress shows her to me in the caldron again, I verily believe I shall jump in head foremost." "And I verily believe we will not find La Masque at home.

She wanders through the streets at all hours, but particularly affects the night." "We shall try, however.

Come along!" The house of the sorceress was but a short distance from that of Sir Norman's plague-stricken lady-love's; and shod with a sort of seven-league boots, they soon reached it.

Like the other, it was all dark and deserted.
"This is the home," said Ormiston, looking at it doubtfully, "but where is La Masque ?" "Here!" said a silvery voice at his elbow; and turning round, they saw a tall, slender figure, cloaked, hooded, and masked.