I looked at him in surprise, and recognized John Symonds.

"But how came you here, in such a plight and in such company?" he asked, in a tone which it was perhaps as well the dame did not hear.

"It is a long story," said I; "but, John, will my mistress see me, think you? I am in deep trouble, and not a friend to help me."

"I dare be sworn she will," he answered. "But where are you staying?"

I told him.

"Ay, I know the place. Well, Mistress Corbet, I will come to see you after nightfall. The sun does not shine on our side of the hedge any more than on yours, but my lady is not any lady if she find not some way to help you."

[CHAPTER XVII.]

THE WANDERERS.

I WAS utterly worn out when I reached Dame Giles's little hostel. She had never missed me it seemed, and I slipped quietly into mine own room. I felt that I had not one atom of endurance left, and throwing myself on the bed, I fell, I suppose, into a deep sleep, from which I did not wake till noon.