His mind and his eyes, however, were continually wandering. Three of the

soldiers, he observed, instead of returning to the house, had got them

quietly into a point of vantage in the aisle; and he could not doubt that

they had done so by Sir Oliver's command. Here, then, he was trapped.

Here he must spend the night in the ghostly glimmer and shadow of the

church, and looking on the pale face of him he slew; and here, in the

morning, he must see his sweetheart married to another man before his

eyes.

But, for all that, he obtained a command upon his mind, and built himself

up in patience to await the issue.

The Black Arrow