"Who would hurt such young children as those? No, no, they are safe
enough; even the troopers would protect them."

"I should hope so," replied Agatha.

"You may be sure of that; no man would hurt babies," replied Jacob.
"The troopers will take them with them to Lymington, I suppose. I've
no fear for them; it's the proud old lady whom they will be uncivil
to."

The conversation here ended, and in due time they arrived at the inn.
Jacob had just put the bundles down on the table, when the clattering
of horses' hoofs was heard. Shortly afterward, the troopers pulled
their horses up at the door, and dismounted. Jacob recognized the
party he had met in the forest, and among them Southwold. The troopers
called for ale, and remained some time in the house, talking and
laughing with the women, especially Agatha, who was a very good-
looking girl. Jacob would have retreated quietly, but he found a
sentinel posted at the door to prevent the egress of any person. He
reseated himself, and while he was listening to the conversation of
the troopers he was recognized by Southwold, who accosted him. Jacob
did not pretend not to know him, as it would have been useless; and
Southwold put many questions to him as to who were resident at
Arnwood. Jacob replied that the children were there, and a few
servants, and he was about to mention Miss Judith Villiers, when a
thought struck him--he might save the old lady.

"You are going to Arnwood, I know," said Jacob, "and I have heard who
you are in search of. Well, Southwold, I'll give you a hint. I may be
wrong; but if you should fall in with an old lady or something like