No difficulty presented itself with the gate-keeper. He had just risen as I came up, and when I told him that I had important business with his lord, he made no ado in allowing me to enter. When I neared Tregothnan my heart beat fast, for I remembered the circumstances under which I was last there. The old man at the door gave a start, too, as he saw me, and I felt sure I was recognized; but seeing the eager look on my face, he bade me enter, and told me he would inform his lordship of my presence. Evidently Hugh Boscawen was an early riser, for in a few seconds he entered the room where I stood. "I have heard strange news concerning you, Master Roger Trevanion," he said as he entered. "But not so strange as I have to tell you, my lord," was my reply. He gave a start at my words. "What ails you, man?" he asked, "you are wounded, your clothes are bloody." "Of that presently, my lord," I said hastily. "Know you that the Pretender lands at Veryan Bay to-night, and that the lovers of the Stuarts have a thousand men armed to receive him?" He started back like a man who had received a prick with a sword. "What mean you?" he cried. I repeated my words, and gave him further particulars. "You are sure of this?" I assured him that I was. "I would that Sir John Grenville were here," he said to himself, "this is sore sudden." "There is need of immediate action, my lord," was my reply, "and the country looks up to you." My words seemed to arouse his mind to activity. "Ah," he cried, "now they will know that I was right. Men laughed at me for saying the Pretender would ever think of landing in Cornwall, and jeered at me for gathering together our brave Cornishmen. But how came you to know this, Trevanion?" He seemed to have forgotten that I had lately been brought before him as a traitor, forgot that Otho Killigrew had been my accuser. "I will tell you all I can, my lord," I replied. "I escaped from the Witch's Tower, at Launceston Castle. I knew I was innocent, and I felt that there were those outside who needed me." "Yes, Killigrew came to me. He proved your innocence. I signed a warrant for your liberty. But you escaped--that I know. But it is no matter; go on." "I was led to Restormel." "What, the old Castle up by Lostwithiel?" "No, to the seat of the late Master Molesworth." "Ah, yes, I remember. Well?" "Colman Killigrew of Endellion is the guardian of Master Molesworth's daughter; hence he is practically master there." "Yes, I have heard as much." "While I was in the house, Colman Killigrew and his son Otho, with others, came. It is regarded as a good centre for dealing with the Pretender's cause. I overheard their conversation." "Which you have told me?"