as she recognized her kinsman in
her lover's repetition of his words, but when it came to the question of
a marriage, her eyes sank to the floor, and remained there.

"Well, Hilda," he said at last, "have you the courage to go with me, all
unadvised, all unchaperoned, to the chapel this afternoon at three
o'clock?"

She rose slowly, still without looking at him, placed her hands on his
shoulders, then slipped them round his neck, laying her cheek beside
his.

"It requires no courage, Roland," she whispered, "to go anywhere if you
are with me. I need to call up my courage only when I think with a
shudder of our being separated."

Some minutes elapsed before conversation was resumed.

"Where is the Archbishop?" asked Roland, in belated manner remembering
his host.

"He and the Count Palatine went out together about an hour since. I
think they were somewhat disturbed at the unusual commotion, and desired
to know what it meant. Do you want to consult my guardian after all?"

"Not unless you desire me to do so?"

"I wish only what you wish, Roland."

"I am glad his Lordship is absent. Let us to the garden, Hilda, and
discover a quiet exit if we can."

A stout door was found in the wall to the rear, almost concealed with
shrubbery. The bolts were strong, and rusted in, but the prowess of
Roland overcame them, and he drew the door partially open. It looked out
upon a narrow alley with another high wall opposite. Roland looked up
and down the lane, and saw it was completely deserted.

"This will do excellently," he said, shoving the door shut again, but
without thrusting the bolts into position. He took her two hands in his.

"Dearest, noblest, sweetest of girls! I must now leave you. Await me
here at half-past one. I go out by this door, for it is necessary I
should know exactly where the alley joins a main street. It would be
rather embarrassing if you were standing here, and Father Ambrose
looking for us in the chapel, while I was frantically searching for and
not finding the lane."

Some time in advance of the hour set, the impatient young man kept the
appointment he had made, and when the Countess appeared exactly on the
minute, he held open the door for her, then, drawing it shut behind him,
they were both out in the city of Frankfort together. Roland's high
spirits were such that he could scarcely refrain from dancing along at
her side.

"I'd like to take your hand," he said, "and swing it, and show yo