"I have never seen him before--at least, that I can remember." "We have met before, nevertheless, Lady," Oswald said, with a smile; "though it may well be that you do not remember my face, or that of my squire there; seeing that we were together but a few minutes, and that in the moonlight." The girls looked up at him puzzled, and then their eyes fell upon Roger.
"Now I know!" Margaret exclaimed.

"Look at the squire's height.

Surely, Jane, these are the two soldiers who allowed us to pass them, that night when we fled from Sycharth." "That is so," Oswald said.

"I thought that you were more likely to recognize my squire than myself, seeing that I have grown several inches since then, and have but lately assumed this knightly armour in which you see me." "Oh, sir," Jane said, going swiftly up to him and holding out her hand, which he raised to his lips; as he did that of Margaret, as she followed her sister; "we have thought of you so often, and have prayed that you should both be rewarded for your kindness to us! How glad I am to see you again, and have an opportunity of thanking you! "You have heard, Isabel, of our adventure, and how we escaped, by the kindness of two Englishmen on guard near the edge of the forest, from being carried as prisoners to London; where, but for them, we should now be lodged in some dungeon of the usurper; but till now, I have never known the name of our preserver.
"Thanks also to you, good squire," she said, turning to Roger.
"I but carried out the orders of my master," Roger said, colouring like a boy, as she held out her hand to him.

"There is no credit due to me." "But how came you here ?" Lady Isabel asked Oswald.
"Your sisters have, although they know it not, more than repaid their obligations to me; for while they may perhaps owe their liberty to me, I owe my life to them.
"See, ladies," and he turned to Jane, "there is the chain you gave me.
I have worn it, always, on my wrist.