Besides, who calleth for haste?
Is it I who have most at stake?
It is not the first time I have been at Court, my lord.

In these high places things are orderly,"-- a touch of sarcasm came into her tone,--"life is not a mighty rushing wind, save to those whom vexing passion drives to hasty deeds." She made to move on once more, but paused, still not certain of her way.
"Permit me to show you," he said with a laugh and a gesture towards a path.

"Not that--this is the shorter.

I will take you to a turning which leads straight to your durance--and another which leads elsewhere." She could not say no, because she had, in very truth, lost her way, and she might wander far and be in danger.

Also, she had no fear of him.
Steeled to danger in the past, she was not timid; but, more than all, the game of words between them had had its fascination.