She remembered that she had not ridden on his black horse out of the sunrise across the plain.

He loved her, and since he loved her, surely--She fell asleep puzzled and wondering why.

She was waked up some two hours afterwards by a rapping on the door, and she grew hot and she recognised Wogan's voice cautiously whispering to her to rise with all speed.

For in her dreams from which she had wakened, she had ridden across the flat green plain into the round city of dreams..