I am armed." "Ralph! that you ?" came from a short distance in his rear.
"Yes, yes, quick!" cried the lad faintly; and he staggered on now, to find himself a minute later in his father's arms.
"Why, Ralph, boy, what does this mean?
I have half-a-dozen men out hunting for you." "I'll--I'll tell you presently," panted the lad, who was bathed in sweat.

"Draw your sword, and be on your guard.

Some one has been following me this last half-hour." "Who ?" "I don't know.

Be on your guard." "Not fancy, is it, my boy ?" said Sir Morton, rather doubtfully.
There was a sharp rustling sound, and a foot kicked a stone, as its owner was evidently retreating fast.
"Humph! Then some one has been following you .-- Hallo, there! stop!" "Hoi! hillo!" came from a distance in answer.
"Quick!" said Sir Morton.

"This way, man.