He sat up with a start.
"There are some people in the wood," Pierre said.
Philip was wide awake now, and the sound of singing, at no great distance, came to his ears.
"It is a Huguenot hymn," he exclaimed.

"There must be a meeting in the wood.

No doubt it is some of the people from the town, who have come out to hold a secret meeting here.

I will go and see it.
"Come with me, Pierre.

We will go very quietly, for it would scare them terribly, did they hear anyone approaching." Making their way noiselessly through the wood they came, after walking about three hundred yards, to the edge of an open space among the trees, where they halted.