I saw the lights of the guard across the avenue." Clementina was outside in the storm; Wogan was within the house, and the lights of the guard were already near.
"I go by the way I came," said he; "I have time;" and he ran quickly up the stairs.

In the room he found the Princess-mother weeping silently, and again, as he saw this weak elderly woman left alone to her fears and forebodings, remorse took hold on him.
"Courage, madam," said he, as he crossed the room; "she goes to wed a king." "Sir, I am her mother," replied the Princess, gaining at this moment a suitable dignity from her tears.

"I was wondering not of the King, but of the man the King conceals." "You need not, madam," said Wogan, who had no time for eulogies upon his master.

"Take his servant's loyalty as the measure of his merits." He looked out of the window and suddenly drew back.

He stood for a moment with a look of great fear upon his face.