She could not be left in the way of our Saxons if they came on the morrow, and I could not take her to Poole.

And so, lest I should terrify her altogether, I made up my mind even as she looked to me for an answer.
"I think your father is kept in Wareham in some way.

Does he look for you there ?" "Ay, surely," she answered; but there was a note as of some new fear in her voice.

"Has aught befallen him?
Have the Saxons come ?" "All is well in Wareham yet," I answered.

"Now we will take you to your father.