Then he gave a smothered exclamation. She had opened the window,
pushing the snowy ivy aside, and she leant out, her breast under its
folds of silk resting on the snow.

She looked over his head into the immensity of night.

'Dunna let 'un take my good name, for the old feller says I'd ought to
keep it,' she said. 'And let me get back to Foxy quick in the morning
light, and no harm come to us for ever and ever.'

The night received her prayer in silence. Whether or not any heard but
Reddin none could say.

Reddin tiptoed into the house, rather downcast. This was a strange
creature that he had caught.

Vessons was still at the waters of Babylon when Hazel came down.

'Why canna he get beyond them five words?' asked Hazel. 'He allus stops
and goes back like a dog on a chain.' She sang it through in her high
clear voice. There was silence in the kitchen.

Reddin stared at Hazel.

'Who taught you to sing?' he asked.

'Father. He's wonderful with the music, is father.' Hazel found that in
the presence of strangers her feeling for her father was almost warm.
'Playing the harp nights, he makes your flesh creep; ah! and he makes
the place all on a charm, like the spinneys in May month. And he says,