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"Ruffo is all right," Hermione answered.
It seemed to him as if she had deliberately used that bluff expression
to punish his almost mystical curiosity. Was she warding him off
consciously?
They passed through the house and came out on its further side, but
they did not go immediately to the cliff top. Both of them felt
certain the two children must be there, and both of them, perhaps,
were held back for a moment by a mutual desire not to disturb their
innocent confidences. They stood upon the bridge, therefore, looking
down into the dimness of the Pool. From the water silence seemed to
float up to them, almost visibly, like a lovely, delicate mist--
silence, and the tenderness of night, embracing their distresses.
The satire died out of Hermione's poor, tormented heart. And Artois
for a moment forgot the terrible face half seen in the darkness of the
trees.
"There is the boat. He is here."
Hermione spoke in a low voice, pointing to the shadowy form of a boat
upon the Pool.


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