All I know is, I turned giddy, and dropped the stick in the kiln.

I should have followed the stick to a dead certainty, but for Silas pulling me back by the hand.

'Let it be,' says Silas.

'If I hadn't had hold of you, John Jago's knife would have been the death of you, after all!' He led me away by the arm, and we went on together on the road to the wood.

We stopped where you found us, and sat down on the felled tree.