"Fasting does not very well agree with me," replied Jasper. "One cannot find much to eat in the forest. I have had nothing for nearly twenty-four hours, and I find myself particularly hungry, I can assure you."
"No wonder," cried Careless, in a sympathising tone. "Come with me into the house, and I will get you some breakfast at once."
"The offer is too welcome to be refused—though I confess I have some scruples. What will his majesty think of me?"
"His majesty will be delighted to see you—but he has not yet left his couch."
What more passed between them we do not pretend to say, but they remained within the arbour for another minute or so, and then descending from the mount proceeded with very leisurely footsteps towards the porch.
"How strange is this meeting!" murmured Careless. "Never did I dream we should be here together."
"'Tis a charming old place, I think, and I could be quite happy here for a month, if those Roundhead soldiers wouldn't molest me."
They were now not far from the porch, when a rustling was heard among the ivy that clothed the base of the chimney-stack, and the next moment the king came forth from the secret postern.
Jasper was quite startled by the sudden apparition, for so well concealed was the outlet that it could scarcely be detected, even when the observers were close at hand.
Charles smiled at the page's look of astonishment.