we are
called upon to submit without resistance to the horrible tyrannies to
which we have been subjected for so many years."

After a time, one of the hymns of Marot, translated into Flemish, was
sung with wonderful enthusiasm. I thought that Madam Clough was warmed
up by it; I know Aveline and I were, and joined in it with all our
hearts. Margery, although she could not understand the words, was
carried away by the air, and still more so when A'Dale translated them
to her.

Again the preacher continued his address. I would willingly have
remained to hear more of it; but Madam Clough, who did not understand
Flemish perfectly, made a sign to us to continue our ride.

We soon left the camp-meeting far behind, continuing our course in the
direction we had previously been pursuing. I do not know whether the
discourse we had heard made any impression on Madam Clough, for she did
not allude to it; indeed, she went on in front as she had before been
doing, leaving Aveline and me to follow. A'Dale, I conclude, found the
conversation of Mistress Margery very much to his taste. Sometimes they
laughed long and loudly together, but at other times they spoke in a
more serious tone, as far as I could judge by the words I heard when we
were together.

The two serving-men brought up the rear, wondering perhaps at the
unusually long ride their mistress was taking. At length I thought it
would be proper to advise her to return, for, looking behind me, I
observed that the horizon was already dark with a bank of clouds which
came rapidly rising out of the distant ocean. As, however, the sun
continued shining brightly, Madam Clough was not aware of the
approaching storm. As soon as I saw what was likely to occur, I pushed
on, and, overtaking her, pointed out the rising clouds. She seemed
somewhat astonished.

"You should have told me of this before," she observed.

I replied that I myself had not remarked the state of the sky, or I
would have done so.

"Well, we shall perhaps be able to get back before it breaks," she
remarked, turning her horse round.

I doubted this very much; however, there was no help for it, so putting
spurs to our steeds, we galloped back, in the hopes of regaining the
high road, in the neighbourhood of which we might possibly find shelter.
Where we then were, we could see no house or building of any sort which
would protect us from the fury of the storm. We had soon cause for
anxiety, for the b