"Whose cottage is this?"

"It belongs to the Lord Fitz-Owen."

"What family have you?"

"A wife, two sons and a daughter, who will all be proud to wait upon
your honour; let me hold your honour's stirrup whilst you alight."

He seconded these words by the proper action, and having assisted his
guest to dismount, he conducted him into his house, called his wife to
attend him, and then led his horse under a poor shed, that served him
as a stable. Sir Philip was fatigued in body and mind, and was glad to
repose himself anywhere. The courtesy of his host engaged his
attention, and satisfied his wishes. He soon after returned, followed
by a youth of about eighteen years.

"Make haste, John," said the father, "and be sure you say neither more
nor less than what I have told you."

"I will, father," said the lad; and immediately set off, ran like a
buck across the fields, and was out of sight in an instant.

"I hope, friend," said Sir Philip, "you have not sent your son to
provide for my entertainment; I am a soldier, used to lodge and fare
hard; and, if it were otherwise, your courtesy and kindness would give
a relish to the most ordinary food."

"I wish heartily," said Wyatt, "it was in my power to entertain your