He always said they _must_ be...." She broke off and then, with her hands pressed to her face, cried, so softly and so gently that she made scarcely any sound.
Seymour left her.
V He passed through the house without any one seeing him, crossed the common, and went up to his bedroom at the inn.

He sat down before his window with his back to the room.

He flung the rattling panes wide.
The room looked out across on to the moor, and he could see, in the moonlight, the faint thread of the beginning of the Borhaze Road.

To the left of this there was some sharp point of light, some cottage perhaps.

It flashed at him as though it were trying to attract his attention.