There was a light in the kitchen, and he entered the room.

The landlady was having her supper in company with her few servants, and there were one or two peasants from the village.

Wogan chatted with them for a few minutes and came out again much relieved of his fears.

He thought, however, it might be as well to see that his pony was ready for an emergency.

He crossed silently to the stable, which he found dark as the courtyard.