"
Obstinate, with a very flushed face, thrust his hand into his
breeches' pocket. "Nay, sir," he said, "my purse is yet here. What
more would you have?"
At which Pliable laughed, turning to the women.
I put on my hat and followed Reverie to the door.
"Excuse me, sir," I said, "but I have no desire to stay in this house
over-night. And if you would kindly direct me to the nearest way out
of the village, I will have my horse saddled now and be off."
And then I noticed that Superstition stood in the light of the doorway
looking down on us.
"There's Christian's way," he said, as if involuntarily....
"Lodge with me to-night," Reverie answered, "and in the morning you
shall choose which way to go you will."
I thanked him heartily and turned in to find Rosinante.
The night was now fine, but moist and sultry, and misty in the
distance. It was late, too, for few candles gleamed beneath the
moonlight from the windows round about the smooth village-green. Even
as we set out, I leading Rosinante by her bridle, and Superstition on
my left hand, out of heavenly Leo a bright star wheeled, fading as it
fell.
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