On reaching the street I was aware that my sight had grown dim and that
things at a distance were blurred. Perhaps it was the cold air.
CHAPTER XXIV
Immediately Pembroke and I journeyed to the feudal inn. When we
arrived a mixture of rain and snow was falling. But I laughed at that.
What if I were drenched to the skin with chill rain and snow, my heart
was warm, warmer than it had been in many a day. Woman is infallible
when she reads the heart of another. Phyllis said that Gretchen loved
me; it only remained for me to find her. Pembroke began to grumble.
"I am wet through," he said, as our steaming horses plodded along in
the melting snow. "You might have waited till the rain let up."
"I'm just as wet as you are," I replied, "but I do not care."
"I'm hungry and cold, too," he went on.
"I'm not, so it doesn't matter."
"Of course not!" he cried. "What are my troubles to you?"
"Nothing!" I laughed and shook the flakes from my sleeves. "Cousin, I
am the happiest man in the world."
"And I'm the most dismal," said he. "I wish you had brought along an
umbrella.
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