The other two, with the air of servants, were stout fellows, wearing green doublets and leather breeches.

All three rode good horses, while a footman led two hounds after them in a leash.

On seeing us they cantered forward, the leader waving his bonnet.
'Halt, there!' cried my companion, lifting up his voice when they were within a stone's throw of us.

'Maignan!' 'My lord ?' answered he of the feather, pulling up on the instant.
'You will find six horses in the shed there,' the stranger cried in a voice of command.

'Turn out the four to the left as you go in.