the brothers to pursue their way, after inviting them to come and see
him at his lodgings as early as possible,

"It is before supper," said Diccon, sagely, "or I should say Master
Antony had been acquainted with some good canary."

"More likely he is uplifted with some fancy of his own. It may be
only with the meeting of me after our encounter," said Humfrey. "He
is a brave fellow and kindly, but never did craft so want ballast as
does that pate of his!"

"Humfrey," said his brother, riding nearer to him, "did he not call
that fellow in black, Langston?"

"Ay, Cuthbert Langston. I have heard of him. No good comrade for
his weak brain."

"Humfrey, it is so, though father would not credit me. I knew his
halt and his eye--just like the venomous little snake that was the
death, of poor Foster. He is the same with the witch woman Tibbott,
ay, and with her with the beads and bracelets, who beset Cis and me
at Buxton."

Young Diccon had proved himself on the voyage to have an unerring eye
for recognition, and his brother gave a low whistle. "I fear me then
Master Antony may be running himself into trouble."

"See, they turn in mounting the steps to the upper fence of yonder
house with the deep carved balcony. Another has joined them! I like
not his looks. He is like one of those hardened cavaliers from the