The tone of the letter left us nothing to hope; still we determined to test the doubtful promise to the last.
Accordingly we set out for the new rendezvous.

The distance was very long unless we crossed through Glengarriff.

This we determined to do, feeling satisfied that the last place we would be looked for would be his lordship's pleasure-grounds.

We paused to examine more minutely the exquisite serenity of that scene, and learned from a game-keeper several matters illustrative of our pursuer's character, while his adherents were tracking our supposed footsteps, over moor and mountain, far away.
Arrived at our destination, we had to wait several hours, during which we were amused by our guide claiming fraternity with us, on the ground of being banned by the law, in consequence of a suspicion (a false one, he averred) of having mistaken another man's sheep for his own.

He had an idea that we, too, must have infringed the law, but in what particular he did not concern himself to inquire.