The breeze had died down.
The atmosphere was hushed and airless.
"Do you know the way back ?" she asked him, in a voice that sounded unnatural even to herself.
"Do you want to go back, then ?" he queried keenly.
There was something in his tone--a subtle something that she had not detected before.

She began to tremble.

For the first time, actual fear took hold of her.
"You must know the way back!" she exclaimed.

"This is folly! They will be wondering where we are." "Faith, Lady Una! It is the fool's paradise," he told her coolly.

"They will not wonder.