The things we do!

She who stood at his side, this prisoner of his prowess, taken by
his ruthless disregard of wish or rights of others, stood even with
his shoulder, tall, deep-bosomed, comely, as fair and fit and
womanly a woman as man's need has asked in any age of the world.
In the evening light the tears which had wet her eyes were less
visible. She might indeed have been fit queen for a spot like
this, mate for a man like this.
And now the chill of autumn lay in the twilight. Night was
coming--the time when all creatures, save ravening night feeders,
feel apprehension, crave shelter, search out a haven for repose.
This woman was alone and weary, much in need of some place to rest
her head. Every fiber in her heart craved shelter, comfort,
security, protection.
Dunwody turned, offered her a hand, and led her to the wide double
doors.


CHAPTER X
FREE AND THRALL
"Sally, come here," called Dunwody to one of the row of grinning
negro servants who were loosely lined up in the hall, as much in
curiosity as deference, to give their master his only welcome home.


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