I was mistaken.

Doubtless she was what the priest Oros had said--some half-supernatural being to whom certain powers were given, and, doubtless, she had come to spy on us in our rest that she might make report to the giver of those powers.
Comforting myself thus I fell asleep again, for fatigue overcame even such doubts and fears.

In the morning, when they were naturally less vivid, I made up my mind that, for various reasons, it would be wisest to say nothing of what I had seen to Leo.

Nor, indeed, did I do so until some days had gone by.
When I awoke the full light was pouring into the chamber, and by it I saw the priest Oros standing at my bedside.

I sat up and asked him what time it was, to which he answered with a smile, but in a low voice, that it lacked but two hours of mid-day, adding that he had come to set my arm.