The Princess raised her head; Wogan walked to the door and stood for a little with his hand upon the latch.

He lifted it and entered.
Clementina looked at him for a moment, and curiously.

She had no questions as to how his struggle with the Governor of Trent's emissaries had fared.

Wogan could understand by some unspoken sympathy that that matter had no place in her thoughts.

She stood up in an attitude of expectation.
"It grows towards morning ?" said she.
"In two hours we shall have the dawn," he replied; and there was a silence between them.
"You found this cabin open ?" said Wogan.
"The door was latched.