Then he would jump out of bed, run into the court, and take a cold that would certainly be his death.

No; we must go on foot, as noiselessly as possible.

It is not so very far to the village.

Go now, and fetch the lantern." Several minutes afterward, the gates of the Nameless Castle opened, and there came forth a veiled lady, who clung with one hand to the arm of a tall man, and carried a lantern in the other.

Her companion held over her, to protect her from the pouring rain, a large red umbrella, and steadied his steps in the slippery mud with a stout walking-stick.