He did not descend it himself.

Vexatious as it was to see a tramp's tent there, we nevertheless acknowledged the respectful greeting of the women and the man with a few questions about tentpegs, pots, and tin mugs.

Saddlebank remained aloft, keeping a look-out for the day-school fellows, Chaunter, Davis, and Bystop, my commissioners.

They did not keep us waiting long.

They had driven to the spot in a cart, according to Saddlebank's directions.