She indulged in a derisive smile when he went on to explain that it was so dark he had failed to recognize her until she spoke to him.

She agreed with him that the two men must have come into the open a very short distance above them, having sneaked out between the cabins before suddenly breaking into a run.

Avoiding the beaten roadway, they had laid their course twenty or thirty feet to the right of it, keeping to the soft, springy turf.
Percival had issued orders for the entire camp to congregate on the Green at the first sign of day.

The cold grey light of dawn fell upon vague, unreal forms moving across the open spaces from all directions.
There was no shouting, no turmoil, scarcely the sound of a voice.

The silent, ghostly figures merged into a compact, motionless mass in front of the meetinghouse.