The Demoiselle d’Ys, Chapter 2

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​⁠I awoke next morning with the music of the horn in my ears, and leaping out of the ancient bed, went to a curtained window where the sunlight filtered through little deep-set panes. The horn ceased as I looked into the court below.

A man who might have been brother to the two falconers of the night before stood in the midst of a pack of hounds. A curved horn was strapped over his back, and in his h