h between us. Surely, Power, after that
night you knew it would be so?"

He does not answer her, and his silence fills her with more anxiety and
fear than could any passionate outburst.

He has walked to the end of the court, and stands there, looking over
the broken parapet. Once she fancies that he raises his hand, as though
beckoning to some one, but she is not certain, because it is so dark
and he is so far off. As she stands shivering, she hears a step go
slowly past. Surely it is Brian's step? Oh, what would she not give for
the sight of his face now? And then his warning comes back to
her--"He's a dangerous man--a man not to be trusted." Can it be that he
knew him better than she did? Power himself has not been careful to
keep this meeting from his friends. More than once she has caught a
glimpse of dark figures passing to and fro at the farther end of the
court, where the pillars are still standing; and, as she realizes the
fact that she is alone, a helpless girl, in the midst of these men,
desperate and lawless as she knows them to be, it is only by an immense
effort she keeps from screaming aloud. It would be useless, she
knows--it might even bring about the very results she has most to dread.

"Honor," her lover says, coming back to her, "I have no time to plead
with you, and sure I have no need to tell you again how I love you. I
thought and hoped you would have come with me this night of your own
free will; but since you will not do that, by St. Joseph, you shall
come without it!"

From the road comes a sudden shrill whistle, and the girl's heart sinks
within her. Oh, how mad she has been to put herself in the power of
this man and his associates!

For an instant, as she leans against the wall behind her, a faintness
steals over her. Her eyes grow dim, and there is a sound in her ears
like the rush and roar of the weir down the river.

When this feeling has passed away she hears Power's voice speaking, as
it seems to her dizzy brain, out of great darkness.

"There is a car waiting to take us to Boyne. Once there we are with
friends, and you can make all needful preparations for our journey."

She does not answer him; she could not. Her lips are dry and quivering
with the terror that has come upon her.

At this moment some one glides from behind a pillar and touches Power
on the arm. With an impatient gesture he moves back a little way to
listen to the man's message; and in this one second Honor se