midnight
Wrap a stone in it and throw it hither , I beg of you . '' The startled king looked up and beheld , peering over at him from the battlements above , one of the most piquant and pretty , laughing faces he had ever seen . Innocent mischief sparkled in the luscious dark eyes , which regarded him from a seemingly inaccessible perch . A wealth of dark tousled hair made a midnight frame for a lovely countenance in the first flush of maidenly youth . Nothing could be more marked than the difference between the reality which thus came unexpectedly into view , and his sombre vision of another . There also sifted down to him from aloft , whisperings that were evidently protests , from persons unseen ; but the minx who was the cause of them merrily bade her counsellors be quiet . She must get her handkerchief , she said , and the Scot was the only one to recover it .