I am seeking my way to Chester, that I may, if possible, sail for France.

This fork in the road has brought me to a standstill, and my horse refuses to decide which route we shall take.
Perhaps you will direct us." "Gladly.

The road to the southwest--the one I shall take--is the most direct route to Chester.

But tell me, how comes it that you are leaving Haddon Hall?
I thought you had gone there to marry-" He stopped speaking, and a smile stole into his eyes.
"Let us ride forward together, and I will tell you about it," said I.
While we travelled I told Sir John the circumstances of my departure from Haddon Hall, concealing nothing save that which touched Madge Stanley.

I then spoke of my dangerous position in England, and told him of my great desire to reach my mother's people in France.
"You will find difficulty and danger in escaping to France at this time," said Sir John, "the guard at the ports is very strong and strict, and your greatest risk will be at the moment when you try to embark without a passport." "That is true," I responded; "but I know of nothing else that I can do." "Come with me to Rutland Castle," said Sir John.