he house-door at the other, and the great sweep of straw-thatched
roof sloping down over all, peeped out from among their surrounding
fruit-trees. Old, old women knit peacefully under the shadow of the
stone-bound well, and little, little children tumbled about their knees
in the grass. Out in the garden at one side the boys and girls were busy
gathering berries or vegetables for the market of next day. Yokes of
oxen passed slowly to and fro upon the shaded roads, their high,
two-wheeled carts loaded to the very top; beside a pond a maiden herded
geese; upon a hill a boy lay sleeping, his sheep nibbling the herbage
near by. It was all quaint and picturesque, and to the American eyes
surpassing strange to see, but those two particular American eyes before
which all the panorama was displayed, happened just then to be blind to
everything except one vivid spirit-photograph, and grew moist each time
that they pictured that afresh.

"No, I shall not tell Molly one word," she repeated mentally; "I can't
tell her part,--I won't tell her all,--so I just shan't tell her
anything," and then she stared sightlessly out of the wide-open window,
and knew not that it was the dregs of her own evaporated anger which
veiled the sunlit landscape in a dull-gray mist.

The train came slowly in by the banks of the Bodensee, and halted at the
Kaufhaus soon after eleven o'clock. The Kaufhaus is that delightful old
building where Huss was tried before the great Council. Built for a
warehouse, it is now again a warehouse, Huss and his heresy having been
but a ripple on the tranquil centuries of its existence.

Molly (who had been telegraphed to) was at the Gare to meet her friend,
and managed to smother her surprise over the sudden turn of events with
complete success.

"Let the maid take the boxes to the hotel," she said, after having
greeted the traveller, "and you and I will just have a nice drive before
dinner, and a good long nap right afterwards."

Rosina submitted to be led passively to a cab, and the strength of her
resolution was such that before they reached the spot where Huss was
burnt, Molly was in possession of the last detail as to the preceding
evening. She said never a word in reply, being much engaged in looking
out of the side of the cab to see if she could see the monument, an
action which struck her unhappy friend as heartless in the extreme. When
they drew up beside the iron fence, both got out and peered between the
b