"Yes," I answered in a whisper, motioning him to be silent. Evidently Benet's actions were not of an orderly nature, for he seemed to take but little notice when I made my way towards the side door, out of which I had gone when I followed Amelia Lanteglos. Arrived there, however, I was likely to be found out, for the man came after me. "The kay, Maaster Benet; I shall want the kay if you be goin' out!" I flung it to him, therefore, and before the fellow came near me was outside the walls of the house. Overjoyed at my success, I drew a deep breath, but I dared not linger. In a few minutes Benet would probably return to consciousness, and would hammer at the prison door which I had locked. I therefore found my way to the courtyard, hoping to reach the stables without accident, for I determined not to leave Chestnut behind me. I had barely crossed the yard when I saw a man. Evidently old Colman Killigrew was afraid of his neighbours, else he would not have his house guarded so carefully. "Who's that?" asked the man. "Es et Maaster Benet?" Mimicking Benet's voice as well as I was able, I bade him saddle the stranger's horse. "What stranger?" asked the man. "He who came two nights ago," I replied, "I want to ride the beggar." The man gave a laugh, and went to the stables without a word. "Put on his own saddle," I said, blessing Benet for having led his serving-men to obey his strange whims without questioning. The man put a lighted candle in a lanthorn, and began to saddle Chestnut, but in this he found a difficulty. The horse had not been in the habit of obeying any other voice than mine. He snapped at the fellow so viciously, that he left the stall. "He's a oogly beggar, Maaster. I can't saddle un. He's a booty to look top, but I wudden ride un ef I wos you. I spoase you've locked up the gen'l'man, ain't ee?" "Stand still, Chestnut," I said in my own voice. The horse recognized me, and gave a joyful whinney. Instantly the fellow suspected me. He saw that I was not his master, and moved towards the door. I was sorry to do it, but it could not be helped. I struck him a heavy blow and he fell heavily on the ground. "If you move or make a noise you are a dead man," I said. "My Gor!" muttered the fellow, "tes the gen'leman hisself." In a few seconds I saddled Chestnut; then I determined to use him further. "Come with me," I said. "Where, sur?" he asked tremblingly. "Show me the nearest way to the high-road," I said. "If you deceive me, I'll kill you. I want to avoid the lodge gates too." He obeyed me without a word. A few minutes later I was on a cart-track which led in the direction of Endellion village. "Laive me go back, sur," pleaded the man. "I waan't tell nothin', and they may vind out that I've left the courtyard. Hark, they have vound out!" I heard men shouting as he spoke. "Laive me go back, sur," he continued to plead; "this trail do laid to the high-road, you caan't go wrong."