Slowly they ascended the hill; when, to the consternation of Mr. Talton,
he discovered they had entirely mistaken their road: they had, however,
no alternative, but to proceed, trusting to Providence for guidance; and
continued their way, till they arrived at a place where the road again
taking different directions, involved them in their former perplexity.
"What is now to be done?" asked Mr. Talton. "By Heavens, I think some
dæmon has placed a spell in our path, to mislead and confound us! Fools
that we were, to travel without a guide!"
"The road was sufficiently plain," answered the Captain, "if we had not
negligently missed it. But hark! I think I hear the trampling of
horses. If it be Sir Henry and my nephew, I shall think little of
passing the night under the canopy of Heaven: and in the morning we may
easily rectify our mistake."
He listened attentively; but, two horsemen only approached: he, however,
hailed them, and on being answered, briefly recounted the manner in
which he had been separated from his nephew, his subsequent search, and
the unpleasant situation he was then in, begging to know if they had
accidentally seen the objects of his anxiety, or would direct him to
some hamlet or town, where he and his friend might procure
accommodations for the night?
"I am sorry, Sir," said the stranger, who had first answered the
Captain's salutation, "it is not in my power to give you any
intelligence respecting your friends. In regard to a night's lodging, it
is at least three miles to the next village, whence I now come, and the
road is very indifferent; I reside about half a mile from this place,
and if you will accompany me home, although I cannot promise you
splendid entertainment, I can insure you a hearty welcome."
Pleased with the frankness of the offer, the Captain and Mr. Talton
accepted it, and, turning their horses, followed the benevolent
stranger. The uncertainty, however, of Frederick's and Sir Henry's
safety, destroyed the momentary satisfaction of the Captain, nor could
he help expressing his fears to the stranger.
"Hope for the best, Sir," he replied: "my humble dwelling, though
screened on this side from observation, commands an extensive view over
the lower part of the country; where, from your account, I am induced to
think your friends have strayed: and whence the light from our window
will most probably serve them as a guide."
"May it prove a favourable beacon!" said the Captain. "Yonder is the
place of our destination," continued the stranger, extending his hand
toward a distant light.
"Aye--and there, Sir," said his attendant, "is Argus barking most
furiously. What, in the name of wonder, can ail the beast? Surely the
house is not beset by thieves."
The stranger stopped his horse for a moment, and listened--the barking
continued without intermission, and a distant shout likewise assailed
their ears.
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