head waters of the Jordan. And there, under a date tree which
afforded them food, they watched in turn until the sun was low;
after which they renewed their journey.

Soon they left the smaller lake behind, and followed the waters of
the Upper Jordan to the Sea of Galilee, skirting its western shore,
so rich in sacred memories, with the ruins of Capernaum, Chorazin,
Bethsaida, Magdala, and other cities, long ago trodden:
By those sacred feet once nailed,
For our salvation, to the bitter rood.

In the evening they rested amidst the ruins of Enon, near Salim;
and on the morrow resumed their course, avoiding the great towns;
begging bread in the villages--a boon readily granted. And in the
evening they saw the promontory of Carmel, and reached the Hospital
of Saint John of Acre, where Hubert's father, Sir Roger, had been
restored to health and life.

Sir Hugh de Revel, Grand Master of the Order of Saint John, heard
of the arrival of five Christian fugitives, escaped from the palace
of the "Old Man of the Mountain," and naturally curiosity led him
to interrogate them. To his astonishment he found one of them a
knight like himself, and, to his further surprise, recognised the
son of an old acquaintance, Sir Roger of Walderne.

All was well now.

"Thou must perforce fulfil thy pilgrimage, although thou hast lost
the sword which was to have been taken to the Holy Sepulchre."