Could he have known who I am ?" "Nay, that I know not; but he heard you declare how you had been taken and had escaped.

Alack, Master Garret, we are in a sore strait! How comes it that you are not safe in Dorsetshire, as I have been happily picturing you ?" Garret burst into tears.

He was utterly broken down.

He had not tasted food during the whole day, and was worn out with anxiety and apprehension.

Dalaber set bread before him, and he fell upon it eagerly, meantime telling, with tears and sighs, the story of his wanderings, his resolution to return, and his apprehension in the middle of the previous night by the proctors.
"They took me to the house of the commissary," added Garret, "and they shut me up in a bare room, with naught save a pitcher of water beside me.