t as well as by day,
as it must be when railway trains arrive and start at three in the
morning; and the burgomaster and warders, and sentinels and porters,
though they still carry the keys, know that the glory of their house
has gone.

Railway tickets for two were given to Linda without a question,--for
to her was intrusted the duty of procuring them,--and they were soon
hurrying away towards Augsburg through the dark night. At any rate
they had been successful in escaping. "After to-morrow we will be as
happy as the day is long," said Ludovic, as he pressed his companion
close to his side. Linda told herself, but did not tell him, that she
never could be happy again.

CHAPTER XI

They were whirled away through the dark cold night with the noise
of the rattling train ever in their ears. Though there had been a
railway running close by Nuremberg now for many years, Linda was not
herself so well accustomed to travelling as will probably be most of
those who will read this tale of her sufferings. Now and again in
the day-time, and generally in fair weather, she had gone as far as
Fuerth, and on one occasion even as far as Wuerzburg with her aunt when
there had been a great gathering of German Anabaptists at that town;
but she had never before travelled at night, and she had certainly
never before travelled in such circumstances as those which now
enveloped her. When she entered the carriage, she was glad to
see that there were other persons present. There was a woman,
though the woman was so closely muffled and so fast asleep that
Linda, throughout the whole morning, did not know whether her
fellow-traveller was young or old. Nevertheless, the presence of the
woman was in some sort a comfort to her, and there were two men in
the carriage, and a little boy. She hardly understood why, but she
felt that it was better for her to have fellow-travellers. Neither
of them, however, spoke above a word or two either to her or to her
lover. At first she sat at a little distance from Ludovic,--or rather
induced him to allow that there should be some space between them;
but gradually she suffered him to come closer to her, and she dozed
with her head upon his shoulder. Very little was said between them.
He whispered to her from time to time sundry little words of love,
calling her his queen, his own one, his life, and the joy of his
eyes. But he told her little or nothing of his future plans, as she
would have wished that