She leaned out into the darkness, and Wogan set foot again upon the lower window-sill.

At the same moment another head appeared beside Clementina's, and a sharp cry rang out, a cry of terror.

Then both heads disappeared, and a heavy curtain swung across the window, shutting the light in.
Wogan remained motionless, his heart sinking with alarm.

Had that cry been heard?
Had the wind carried it to the sentry at the door?
He waited, but no sound of running footsteps came to his ears; the cry had been lost in the storm.

He was now so near to success that dangers which a month ago would have seemed of small account showed most menacing and fatal.
"It was the Princess-mother who cried out," he thought, and was reminded that the need of persuasions was not ended for the night with the conquest of Jenny.