The Moonless Night (1980)
“But as she rubbed her eyes, she saw it was pitch-dark in her chamber, and her rouser was not Biddy hauling her out for a brisk turn in the garden before breakfast as she occasionally did when she could not sleep herself, but David. She could smell the ale on his breath, and realized as she became more alert that he had been drinking more than he should, though he was not foxed.
“Wake up! Wake up,” he was saying in an excited voice.
“What is it? What is the matter?” she asked, her own excitement rising at his unexpected call.
He busied himself with lighting her candle as she got out of bed and struggled into a robe. His eyes, she saw, were flashing, and the high spirits were not caused by an excess of ale as happened occasionally, but something more serious. “You’ll never guess what!” he whispered. “There’s spies, right here at Bolt Hall.”
“David, what do you mean?” she asked, her heart accelerating with sheer delight.
“I heard ‘em, and saw ‘em, too.”
“Who are they?”
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