Jesmond, who had drawn a pistol, would have fired at him, but this Sir William Lorraine would not allow.
“Capture him, if you can,” he said. “But he must not be wounded—unless he resists.”
But it did not appear likely that anything more would be seen of him.
VI.—HOW CHARLES RADCLYFFE JOINED THE EARL AT THE HUT.
AFTER slumbering tranquilly for three or four hours in the arm-chair Lord Derwentwater roused himself, and breakfasted with a very good appetite on the simple fare provided for him by Dame Blacklaw.
He next occupied himself in examining some papers which he carried in a small portfolio, and was still thus employed when Cheviot, who had never left him, suddenly raised his head, and gave a low growl.
“He hears something,” observed Dame Blacklaw. “But there can be no danger, or Nathan would have come to warn your lordship.”
After listening for a moment, Cheviot got up and began to whine, and the door being opened, he rushed forth and a joyous bark was instantly heard outside.