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CHAPTER XIV FRESH ADVENTURES ON THE SAME NIGHT We left Lord Saxondale at the moment when, having quitted the hut in the precipitate manner already described, he had gained the Seven Sisters Road. It was not in a very lonely part that he now found himself, for Hornsey Wood Tavern was within five minutes’ walk in one direction, and ten minutes would bring him to the houses in Hornsey Road in another direction. He thought the best thing he could do would be to proceed to the tavern, knock the people up, and procure a bed for the remainder of the night. But while he paused for a few moments in the middle of the road to reflect whether he should adopt this course, or make the best of his way back into London, his ear caught the quick tramplings of a steed approaching from the direction of the metropolis. Almost immediately after- ward the horseman came up to the spot where Saxondale was loitering, and although proceeding at- full gallop, he suddenly reined in his steed so that 1t came to a dead halt. The reader will remember that it was a clear, starlight night, and Saxondale was therefore enabled to perceive that the stranger who had thus stopped so abruptly had the appearance of a young man very handsomely dressed; but he could see little of his countenance, inasmuch as a great shawl-kerchief, tied around the neck, reached almost up to the nose, while the hat, which had large brims, was drawn low over the forehead. The steed which the traveller bestrode was a magnificent animal, and though evidently docile and obedient to the will of its rider, it nevertheless began pawing the ground with some little degree of impa- tience at thus being checked in the full career which seemed best suited to its high mettle. 150 CONNIE OO KS (E(0)