Suddenly she perceived a glimmering of lights among the pines.  Torches they seemed, a long way off; and she thought it must be the retainers of the Count, who, finding she had not been killed by her fall, had sent them out to seek for her.  The lights drew nearer, and she sat very still, resigned to her fate whatsoever it might be.  And yet nearer they came, till at length by their shining she saw a great stag with lordly antlers, and on the tines of the antlers glittered tongues of flame.