Now he was on a mountain.

And he knew that no matter what he heard, unless it was her cry for help, he would not go down.
After a little he opened the door a mere crack so that sound might come to him.

She had not forbidden that.

Through the crack he could see a dim glow of light in the lower hall.

But he heard no sound, and it occurred to him that old Mooie could still run swiftly, and that it might be some time before Kedsty would arrive.
As he waited, he looked about the room.