“No, less than you; not near so strong; but, lor bless yer, he’s as active as a cat, and rode a splendid mare he called Starlight.”
“Starlight?” said Redgill. “There is but one mare of that name around Darlington, and that one belongs to——”
“Wildfire Ned,” said young Warbeck, entering at the moment.
Redgill turned pale as death, and averted his face.
Tim and Bob Bertram were overjoyed at this unlooked for arrival.
Captain Jack and his party were thunderstruck.
“The devil!”
“’Tis he!”
“The very one I spoke of.”
“Edward Warbeck, gentlemen, at your service,” said Wildfire Ned, bowing.