He had a pair of pistols in his belt, and, taking out one and cocking it, he searched the woods, though he found nothing.

He concluded then that it was a random bullet fired by some returning hunter, and that the second shot was doubtless of the same character.

But the first hunter had been uncommonly careless and he hastened his steps from a locality which had been so dangerous, even accidentally.
Inured, however, as he was to risks, the incident soon passed entirely out of his mind.

Yet an hour or two later the lad, Peter, sat in a back room with Mynheer Jacobus Huysman, and told him with relish of the occurrence at the dark turn of the road.
"I was fifty or sixty yards behind in the shadow of the trees," he said.
"I could see Master Lennox very well, though he could not see me.

The figure of a man appeared in the woods near me and aimed a pistol at Master Lennox.