"There is one across the moors by which we can get to a place called St. Blazey; from thence it is but a few miles to Polperro." "And which do you advise?" "I had better not advise," I replied proudly. "The road to Bodmin is good, although it hath but an ill name, because of the footpads who infest it. The one across the moors is rough and not so easily followed. It would be easy to get lost there in the dark." "And think you the Killigrews would overtake us if we went the Bodmin road?" "They could ride faster than we." "And they would take me back?" "I can fight one, I cannot fight many. Besides, when one is not trusted, it is but little he can do." She looked at me keenly. "Advise me," she said presently. "There will be no sound of horses' hoofs across the moors," I said. "That fact cuts two ways, but it would give us the advantage at the start." "We will go across the moors," she said in a more friendly way, although her voice was anxious, as indeed it might well be. Accordingly we rode across the bridge which leads into the little town of Wadebridge, and then went some distance on the Padstow road, until we came to a little lane which led to the moors. We had gone perhaps a mile across a dreary tract of land, when she spoke again. "There be no bogs, no dangerous places here?" she asked. "I never heard of any," I replied. "And you think we are away from danger?" "I think we are less likely to be followed than if we had taken the main way. In my opinion it would be best for us to find some place of rest as soon as daylight comes." "Why?" "We shall not be able to travel rapidly in the dark, and, think as we may, but the Killigrews will be scouring the whole countryside, and that right quickly." "But can we not hurry on to Polperro?" "It is several hours' ride from here. In an hour or so it will be daylight. They will then be able to track our horses. Even if they fail to track us in that way, they will have men placed near John Polperro's house." "Why did you not tell me this earlier?" "You would not listen to me." "What would you do now then?" "I think it would be best to find a farm-house. If we could hap on a convenient one it would be best to rest there two or three days. This done, I might reconnoitre Polperro's place, and perchance prepare him for your coming." She turned her head towards me, but the sky was overcast and the light was dim. She could barely see my face, neither could I see hers. Then I remembered that I had never seen the maid in broad daylight, and for the first time I felt the strangeness of my position. I was alone on a wide stretch of moors with a lady and her serving-woman. We were in all probability pursued by those who had the legal right to govern the lady's actions. She desired to go to a place of safety, while it was to my interest to take her to Peter Trevisa. All this I knew before, but until then I did not realize what it meant.