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"The wind shall not hurt you, or anything else," he prohed, smiled like a tired child, and her eyes closed as her head fell farther back aed "So It is the sweetest rest I ever felt Don't ers stay in yours--so"

The candles burned down in their sockets, the wind rose to greater furies, and died away only as the dawn broke through the storht stole into the rooers see was all the tiular Her silky black eyelashes lay motionless upon her pale cheeks Her mouth--a very perfectly shaped mouth--rested in quiet lines Somehow he realised that about this slu liht Drearound of tapestried wall When she opened her eyes and looked at him, the same smile parted her lips as the smile which had come there when she had passed away to sleep

"I am so rested," she murmured "I feel so well I have had dreams, beautiful dreams"

The fire had burned out, and the rooo back to your own rooers relaxed She held out her ared "I aain"

He lifted her up Her fingers closed around his neck, her head fell back with a little sigh of content He tried the folding doors, and, finding so them carried her out into the corridor, into her own room, and laid her upon the untouched bed

"You are quite comfortable?" he asked

"Quite," she murmured drowsily "Kiss me, Everard"

Her hands drew his face down His lips rested upon her forehead Then he drew the bedclothes over her and fled