But she searched in vain.
"And that is all ?" said Durrance.
"Not quite.

Captain Willoughby brought a token from Mr.Feversham.

Ethne carried it back to the house in her hand.

Her eyes were upon it all the way, her lips smiled at it.

I do not think there is anything half so precious to her in all the world." "A token ?" "A little white feather," said Mrs.Adair, "all soiled and speckled with dust.