And together then we ran up the stairs, through the court and to the grey rock.
"The slab was closed as it had been the day before, nor was there trace of its having opened.

No trace?
Even as I thought this Edith dropped to her knees before it and reached toward something lying at its foot.

It was a little piece of gay silk.

I knew it for part of the kerchief Thora wore about her hair.

She lifted the fragment.