The lady with whom he was to travel had to stay one day in Cork, and to overtake her there was the only chance left.

There was only one possible way to effect this--to give him the horse and let him ride on to Cork.

I at once agreed, and he immediately set off.

The loss of the horse imposed on me the difficulty of a journey on foot to Cork, and this rendered the assistance of a man to carry my disguise--who would take a different route from myself--indispensable.
Our friend who, in giving his favourite horse to Stephens, told him to try and sell him in Cork and put the money in his pocket, provided me with another horse and car, by which my baggage was to be brought about forty miles.

Having settled all preliminaries, he conveyed me to a cabin on the hills, where he provided an excellent dinner, and left me to my musings.
They were, it may be well conceived, not of the gayest character.