They cannot have passed." "One cannot help believing," said Yolanda, musingly, "that there are men who command the elements.

One would almost say they make the rain to fall or to cease, the wind to rise or to drop, to suit their purposes, and the dust to lie quietly beneath their horses' feet.

I pray God we may soon know, else I shall surely die of suspense." "There are also some persons, Fraeulein, whom God answers quickly," said Max, looking under his hand down the road.

"Do you see yonder dust-cloud?
It is a good two miles back of us." "It may not be the duke," said Yolanda, doubtingly.
"Let us trust it is," said Max, "and lose no more time here." We watered our horses at a small brook and entered the forest, feeling that our race was won.

The exultation of victory was upon Yolanda, and her buoyant spirits mounted to the skies.