p, were marshalled in order; a long train of baggage waggons
were already making their way westward; and there was no longer any
grounds for doubt that Soubise was retreating.
It was just eleven o'clock when Fergus returned to the cathedral.
The peasant was awaiting him.
"They all seem on the move," the latter said. "I have heard much
about them."
"It does not matter, now," Fergus replied. "I must get back to your
place, as quickly as I can."
Not a word was spoken, until they had left the town.
"They must be going up into Hanover, to join the French army
there," the peasant said.
"They are running away. Frederick will be here tomorrow night, or
at any rate next day."
"The news seems too good to be true, master. How have you learnt
it?"
"I have learnt it from no one here. I am one of the king's
officers, and I came on here to find out whether the enemy would be
likely to come out and fight, or would bolt when they heard of his
advance."
"The Lord be praised!" the man said piously, taking off his hat as
he spoke. "I thought, sir, that there was something curious in your
having such a horse; and still more so, in your wanting to find out
all about the force of the enemy here. But it was no business of
mine; and I felt that you must be a friend for, had you been
Austrian or French, you would have ridden boldly into the town."
As they went along the road they were met by several troops of
cavalry, riding at full speed.
"Is the way we came this morning the shortest?"
"Yes, sir, by a good mile."
"Then we will return by it," said Fergus.
As soon as they left the main road they went at a run for some
distance, and then broke into a fast walk. In an hour from the time
of leaving Erfurt, they arrived at the hut.
"I will run along and fetch your horse, sir," the peasant said.
"No, I will go myself. He does not know you, and might refuse to
let you come near him."
In a few minutes, Fergus returned with his horse. The saddle,
bridle, and wallets were quickly put on. Fergus dropped his pistols
into his saddlebags, and buckled on the sword he had brought with
him. It was not his own, but one he had bought at starting--a good
piece of steel, but with a battered and rusty sheath that showed
that it had been lying for weeks, possibly for months, on some
field of battle before being picked up.
Then, with a word of adieu and thanks to the peasant and his wife,
and slipping a crown piece into the h
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