"To Zweibrücken," answered Martin of Dillberg.
"At what hour did you set out?" demanded his lord.
"Early in the morning, my lord, the day after you went," replied the young man; "and I reached Zweibrücken towards evening."
"A long journey for a hurt man," said Count Frederick. "But let that pass. I must have been in Zweibrücken when you were there; why did you not join me?"
"I knew not of your being there, noble lord," replied the youth. "I lodged at the first little inn I found; and I have heard since you were at the abbey."
"Good," answered the Count. "Whence did you go from Zweibrücken?"
The young man paused and hesitated, but at length he answered, "To Anweiler, my lord."
"In one day?" asked Count Frederick,--"a longer journey still."
"I was stronger that day, Sir," answered Martin of Dillberg; "and bore it well enough."
"Doubtless," said Count Frederick, drily; "but why was it you went to Anweiler at all, leaving the straight road hither?"