I think, perhaps, that that would be a better story than that we had run away.

I don't know that the authorities interest themselves in runaway seamen from privateers but, at any rate, it is a likely tale.

Drunken seamen, no doubt, often do get left ashore." "Yes, that would be a very good story, Terence, and I think that there would be no great fear, even if we were to go boldly into a town." "I don't think there would; still, it is better to be on the safe side, and avoid all risks." Accordingly, the afternoon before the Belle Jeanne was to sail they went ashore, bought enough bread and cold meat to last them for a couple of days; and two thick blankets, as it was now November and the nights were bitterly cold; and then left the town and followed the road for Dinan.

On approaching the village of Landerneau they left the road, and lay down until it was quite dark.

Then they made a detour through the fields, round the village, came down on the road again, walked all night--passing through Huelgoat--and then, as morning was breaking they left the road again and, after going a quarter of a mile through the fields, lay down in a dry ditch by the side of a thick hedge, ate a meal, and went to sleep.
They did not start again until it was getting dusk, when they returned to the road, which they followed all night.