I had received. We Frenchmen can turn our hands to almost anything, and
my dexterity quite pleased the old lady. While I was busily sweeping the
hearth, I heard the sound of a horse's feet coming swiftly onward.
Terror-struck, I did a foolish thing. Fancying it must be some one in
pursuit of me, I dropped the little broom I was using, seized my cap from
one of the chairs, opened the back door of the cottage, and fled along
the garden walk, over-leaped a hedge, crossed a brook, and was off like a
hunted hare across the open fields. This was a silly proceeding, because
if the horseman had been any one in pursuit, the chances were that,
should he have entered the cottage, I might not have been recognized; and
if I had simply hid myself in some of the outbuildings that were near I
might have escaped notice altogether, while by running across the fields
I exposed myself to observation, and to be taken. When half over a field
I found there a small clump of trees, and a little pond. Down the side
of this pond I slipped and hid myself amongst the rushes; but I need not
have given myself any anxiety or trouble, for I saw the horseman,
whatever might have been his errand, flying along the winding road in the
distance.
"Having satisfied myself of my security, I started off and soon found
myself on the highroad again, and after a time I came near a fine old
mansion which presented a most venerable appearance. I could not stop,
however, to look at it, for I found I had taken a wrong turn and was
going back to Liverpool. I therefore retraced my steps and passed on,
going I know not whither. After walking for about an hour in a southerly
direction, feeling tired and seeing a barn open I went to it and found
two men therein threshing wheat. I made signs to them that I was deaf
and dumb, and asked leave to lie in the straw. They stared at me very
much, whispered amongst themselves, and at length, made a sign of assent.
I fell asleep. When I awoke the sun was up and bright, while all trace
of the night-storm had disappeared. I wondered at first where I was.
Seeing the fresh straw lying about, an idea struck me that I could earn a
few pence by a little handiwork. I thereupon commenced making some straw
baskets, the like of which you have often seen myself and
fellow-prisoners manufacture. By the time I had completed two or three
the men came again into the barn and began to work with their flails. I
stepped forward with my baskets, which seemed to surprise them. The like
they had evidently never seen before--they examined them with the
greatest attention. One of the men, pulling some copper money out of his
pocket, offered it for one of them. Grateful for the shelter I had
received, I pushed back the man's hand which contained the money and
offered him the basket as a present, pointing to my bed of straw. The
honest fellow would not accept it, saying I must have his money. I
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