"Pardon me, sir, but 'tis said that a traveller should carry two bags,—one of patience and one of crowns."
"I carry neither; so to the point, sir."
"I believe I have the honour of being known to you."
"Yes; John Livingstone of Champfleurie, captain of the queen's guard," replied Florence, bowing.
"'Tis said you ride westward."
"True. But how know you that?"
"My sentinels overheard it from the pages of the queen."
"Well?"
"Pass you by the tower of Millheugh, in Cadzow Wood?"
"Perhaps; but the country thereabout is strange and new to me," said Florence impatiently.