"It is small chance you would hit right--what might your guess be ?" "Chevalier Charles de Noyan." "How know you that ?" He chuckled grimly, evidently well pleased at my astonishment.
"'Tis no work of the evil one, friend.

I am but just escaped also from the hands of the Philistines," he explained, becoming angry at the thought, and ducking his red head vehemently.

"While in their unhallowed company, a gray-bellied son of Belial questioned me much regarding yonder fine gentleman, ere he waxed exceedingly wroth at my plain speech in matters of the spirit, bidding his jabbering crew of papists to heave me overboard." "How far away did this occur ?" I asked, looking anxiously up the river.
"Oh, mayhap some such matter as twenty leagues," he returned indifferently, his gaze idly following mine.

"Let me reflect; it was at the hour for sunset prayer I fell in with their party.

I have heard it said this stream hereabout hath a sweep of seven or more miles the hour, and I kept well in the current of it." "Do you mean you have been swimming since sunset yesterday ?" "Nay, friend; I beg be not over-hasty in conclusions.