I began to feel nervous.

He didn't mind it a bit.

'You have Me with you,' he said; 'My luck is always to be depended on.

Mark what I say! We shall stumble on a village!' You will hardly believe me--in ten minutes more, we stumbled, exactly as he had foretold, on this place.

He didn't leave me--when I had prevailed on him to go--without a recommendation.