“That is not your concern, lad; come, can you tell me any more? Was he a big man?”
“No, he was about middle size; but very well built, with deep set grey eyes and a fine face.”
“Humph,” grunted the horseman, “deep set grey eyes, yes; to the devil with the fine face! And what about the other?” he added.
“Oh, he was a pretty slip of a boy.”
“Were they armed?”
“They both had swords and the man had pistols.”
“That’s they, right enough; but one more question—Where did they come from and where are they going?”
“They came from Alston and arrived very tired last night.”
“That settles it, and which way did you say they had gone now?”
“Oh, they set off along the Carlisle road, long before it was light. You don’t want to find them, do you? You’ll never do it if you stand talking here; marry, you’ve got your work cut out for you if you want to catch them.”