She hoped now that there was but one road; that when she came to the first settlement she would be with the Smiths.

This was not the case.

She travelled an hour, obliged to pass more than one cross-road because she dared not turn down it.

At length she found herself in front of a large house with lighted windows, which was evidently an inn.
The door opened, letting out a stream of candlelight.

A man stood in the doorway.