And then they both dived amongst the trees, which, in some places, quite shut out the daylight.
CHAPTER CXXXIX.
THE ADVENTURES IN CAEN WOOD OF THE TWO MURDERERS.
Todd was so much exhausted by the time they reached the wood, that he at once cast himself to the ground upon a heap of dry leaves, and he felt that he was speaking only the truth when he said—
"I could not go a step further just now, if it were to save my life, I feel that I could not; and here I must lie and rest."
"Dear me!" said Mr. Lupin; "what a poor creature you must be. How old are you, Mr. Todd?"
"I don't know," said Todd. "The church I was christened at was burnt down only the day after, and all the books burnt. My father and mother are dead, and the nurse was hanged, and the doctor cut his throat."
"Upon my word," said Lupin, "they were a lively set. I suppose it was remorse did all that?"
"Remorse! What do you mean by remorse?"
"Why that sort of feeling, you know, might be awakened in their minds, by finding that you were not exactly the sort of baby that was expected. You must have looked a beauty in long-clothes, Todd; and as for your age, I should guess it about fifty-five."
"Guess your own age," said Todd, "and leave mine alone."