There was something like the outline of a great carriage discernible on the road behind the stranger, and, above that, a few black pine-tops, like so many plumes.
'Master Will ?' asked the new-comer, in brief military fashion.
'That same, sir,' answered Will.

'Can I do anything to serve you ?' 'I have heard you much spoken of, Master Will,' returned the other; 'much spoken of, and well.

And though I have both hands full of business, I wish to drink a bottle of wine with you in your arbour.

Before I go, I shall introduce myself.' Will led the way to the trellis, and got a lamp lighted and a bottle uncorked.

He was not altogether unused to such complimentary interviews, and hoped little enough from this one, being schooled by many disappointments.