He had now laid aside his helmet, and his figure was covered with a long cloak.
"He is up to no good," Walter said to himself, "for what dealings could a knight honestly have with the ruffians who haunt these swamps.

It is assuredly no business of mine, but it may lead to an adventure, and I have had no real fun since I left Aldgate.

I will follow and see if I can get to the bottom of the mystery." When he came close to the spot where Walter was lying the knight paused and looked round as if uncertain of his way.

For four or five minutes he stood still, and then gave a shout of "Humphrey" at the top of his voice.

It was answered by a distant "Hallo!" and looking in the direction from which the answer had come, Walter saw a figure appear above some bushes some four hundred yards distant.