He would sleep now, and bring his boat back when the wind fell.

So we left him, thanking him for his goodwill.
Grumbling, as men will, we set out on our long walk in the gale.

We could not miss the road, for it never left the curves of the shore, and all we had to do was to be heedful of any meetings.

There might be outposts even yet, watching against surprise.
However, we saw no man in the first mile, and then were feeling more secure, when we came to a large farmstead which stood a short bowshot back from the road, with a lane of its own leading to the great door.

What buildings there were seemed to be behind it, and no man was about; but there was light shining from one of the high windows, as if some one were inside, and plain to be seen in the moonlight were two horses tied by the stone mounting block at the doorway.
"Here is a chance for us, master," said my comrade, coming to a stand in the roadway.