He made to ride on as though he were of their kindred and cause, but hands were laid upon his bridle.
"Courier, no doubt--" All turned into the narrow road.

Half an hour's riding brought in sight a substantial farm-house and about it the dimly flaring lights of a considerable camp, both cavalry and infantry.

Rullock supposed it to be a detachment of Wade's, though it was possible that the Duke of Cumberland might have thrust advance troops thus far.

He wished quite heartily that something might occur to warn Lord George Murray, the Macdonalds and the Prince's guns, asleep at Shap.

For himself, he might, if he chose, pick out among the glittering constellations a shape like a scaffold.
When he dismounted he was brought past a bivouac fire and a coming and going of men afoot and on horseback, into the farm-house, where two or three officers sat at table.