NIGHT-WORK BY THE DARK TOWER I chronicle wild doings in this place, and have no time for the sweets of love long denied.

But strange as the bridal had been, so the nuptials were strange, one like the other played to a steel undertone.

When Richard had his Jehane, at first he could not enjoy her.

He rode away with her like a storm; the way was long, the pace furious.

Not a word had passed between them, at least not a reasoned word.