Of course, master, I should have to get a disguise for you.

We could never be tramping across the country with you dressed as a French officer." "Get something that I could put over the clothes I wear.

A long frock, some loose breeches, and rough cloth to wrap round the legs below them, and of course a pair of countryman's shoes.

The best plan would be for you to stand treat again at a cabaret a few miles out of the town, get them all in there, then I could slip out of the waggon and throw the sacks back into their place.

Of course you would choose some spot where the cabaret either stands alone or is at the end of a village, so that there may be no one standing by, and I could, when I got down, walk quietly back along the road.