It remained above the edge of the step staring at them with a look of crafty triumph, a very image of intrigue.

Then it disappeared silently.
Wogan remembered the voice of the man who had spurred past the doorway of the inn at Ala.

He knew now why he had thought to recognise it.

The exclamation had been one of anger,--because he had seen Clementina and himself in Italy?
He had spurred onwards--towards Trent?
There were those six horses in the stables.

Whittington's face had disappeared very silently.