Is the God you pray to less kind and strong than ours ?" The maiden said nothing, but her cheeks flushed as she lifted Jeannette's little hand to her lips.

And after that we seldom spoke together of Ludar.

Yet he was in all our thoughts.
As for me, I wandered about the town night by night for many a week, hoping to hear of him.

But never a word could I hear.

And in time people ceased even to talk of the Scotch Queen and all the troublous times which had ended at her death.