As he neared the higher ground along which the road ran he heard two horsemen galloping away in the distance.

He now turned his face east, and after an hour's walking he reached the armourer's.
"Why, Walter, you are late," the smith said.

"The men are in bed this hour or more, and I myself can scarce keep awake.

Where hast thou been, my boy ?" "I have been in the swamps and lost my way," Walter replied.
"It is a bad neighbourhood, lad, and worse are the people who live there.

If I had my way the whole posse should be called out, and the marshes searched from end to end, and all found there should be knocked on head and thrown into their own ditches.