3/15 These were King's men, and I was in ordinary clothes--the rough homespun furnished by Farrell. If, by any chance, I was not the party they had expected to waylay, I might be released without search. "Do you mean you have gone to all this trouble without knowing whom you hold prisoner ?" "It seems so," coolly. "We know who we thought you were, but I am beginning to doubt your being the right man. Peter, take his hat off." I straightened up bareheaded, the faint star-gleam on my face. |