[Both Sides the Border by G. A. Henty]@TWC D-Link bookBoth Sides the Border CHAPTER 17: Knighted 7/29
A few more handfuls of fuel were added, and fir cones placed at the top; and in a quarter of an hour, a clear, bright fire was burning. The dripping cloaks were hung up to the fir poles, to dry; and the jerkins, which were also damp, although the water had not penetrated through them, were spread near the fire. "It was well that I bought this little skin of wine, last night," Roger said.
"You thought it was better to be without such a burden, but the weight of a gallon of wine doesn't count for much, and it makes all the difference in our comfort, here." The rain had soaked through their provision bags, but the bread and meat in the centre were dry; and of these they made a hearty meal and, laying the wetted food round the fire to dry, they wound up the repast with a long draught of wine. "Now, as soon as our breeches are dry, Master Oswald, we shall be thoroughly comfortable." "Yes, one can wish for nothing better.
But we must not forget that some Welshmen may come along, and if so, will be sure to want to know what is inside." "Then, unless there happen to be more than a dozen of them, their curiosity may cost them dear," Roger said grimly.
"I don't think there is much fear of it.
We have neither seen nor heard of any, since we started; and it would be evil fortune, indeed, if a party happened to come along just at this spot." "The fact that we have heard no one is a bad sign, Roger; for it would seem to show that we must have gone a long way out of our course." The rain continued to fall heavily, all that afternoon and throughout the night, and no change of the weather was discernible the next morning. "We had best stop here for another day, Roger, unless the sky clears; we are not likely to find so good a place for shelter, and it is of no use to wander about, when every step may be taking us farther away. However, we can climb up to the top of this hill, at whose foot we are, and endeavour to get a view over the country." Roger shook his head. "In this heavy mist we should not see a quarter of a mile away.
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