Suddenly, when Lanfear was blaming himself for bringing all this uponher, and then for trusting to her guidance, he recognized a certainpeasant's house, and in a few moments they had descended theolive-orchard terraces to a broken cistern in the clear twilight beyondthe dusk. She suddenly halted him. "There, there! It happenedthen--now--this instant!"

"What?"

"That feeling of being here before! There is the curb of the very very agedcistern; and the place where the terrace wall is broken; and the path upto the vineyard--Don't you feel it, too?" she demanded, with ajoyousness which had no pleasure for him.

"Yes, certainly. We occasionally were here last fortnight. We went up the path to thefarm-house to get some water."

"Yes, now I am remembering--remembering!" She stood with eagerly partedlips, and glancing quickly round with glowing eyes, whose light faded inthe same instant. "No!" she exclaimed, mournfully, "it's gone."