As he looked he began to notice them; as he noticed them, more and more they took a definite shape.

He rose upright, and pointing downward with one hand he said in a whisper, a whisper of awe-- "Do you see, Michel?
Do you see ?" The great main thoroughfare ran in a straight line eastward through the town, and, across it, intersecting it at the little square where the guides gather of an evening, lay the other broad straight road from the church across the river.

Along those two roads the lights burned most brightly, and thus there had emerged before Chayne's eyes a great golden cross.

It grew clearer and clearer as he looked; he looked away and then back again, and now it leapt to view, he could not hide it from his sight, a great cross of light lying upon the dark bosom of the valley.
"Do you see, Michel ?" "Yes." The answer came back very steadily.

"But so it was last night and last year.