The Incantation

While we had thus labored and found, Ayesha had placed the fuel where the moonlight fell fullest on the sward of the tableland–a part of it already piled as for a fire, the rest of it heaped confusedly close at hand; and by the pile she had placed the coffer. And, there she stood, her arms folded under her mantle, her dark image seeming darker still as the moonlight whitened all the ground from which the image rose motionless. Margrave opened his coffer, the Veiled Woman did not aid him.