If I stay longer they will suspect me." She slipped from the shrubbery and was gone, and, John, afire with new emotions, strolled in a wide circuit back to the stables.
A week went by.

Twice every day he saw Julie on the terrace, but no word passed between them, the chance never came.

But the hosts of the air were at work.

The invisible currents were passing between the girl on the terrace who was treated like a princess and the young peasant who walked the horses in the road.
"Be not afraid.

I have a strength more than my own to save you," came on a wave of air.
"I fear not for myself, only for you lest they discover you," came the answering wave.
"I love you.