It is a poor place, but I do what I can for my guests, and sometimes their sleep is sweet to them." Her voice entered into me, and made me feel strangely still.
"I will go with you, madam," I said, rising.
She rose at once, and without a glance behind her led the way.

I could see her just well enough to follow.

She was taller than myself, but not so tall as I had thought her.

That she never turned her face to me made me curious--nowise apprehensive, her voice rang so true.

But how was I to fit her with a name who could not see her?
I strove to get alongside of her, but failed: when I quickened my pace she quickened hers, and kept easily ahead of me.