e bull's-eye of misfortune, see if it
snow not ere the morning."

"'Tis for Master Shelton there," said another, nodding his head towards
the lad before the fire.

"I will do much for Master Shelton," returned the first; "but to come to
the gallows for any man--nay, brothers, not that!"

The door of the inn opened, and another man entered hastily and
approached the youth before the fire.

"Master Shelton," he said, "Sir Daniel goeth forth with a pair of links
and four archers."

Dick (for this was our young friend) rose instantly to his feet.

"Lawless," he said, "ye will take John Capper's watch. Greensheve,
follow with me. Capper, lead forward. We will follow him this time, an
he go to York."

The next moment they were outside in the dark street, and Capper, the man
who had just come, pointed to where two torches flared in the wind at a
little distance.

The town was already sound asleep; no one moved upon the streets, and
there was nothing easier than to follow the party without observation.
The two link-bearers went first; next followed a single man, whose long
cloak blew about him in the wind; and the rear was brought up by the four
archers, each with his bow upon his arm. They moved at a brisk walk,
threading the intricate lanes and drawing nearer to the shore.

"He hath gone each night in this direction?" asked Dick, in a whisper.

"This is the third night running, Master Shelton," returned Capper, "and
still at the same hour and with the same small following, as though his
end were secret."

Sir Daniel and his six men were now come to the outskirts of the country.
Shoreby was an open town, and though the Lancastrian lords who lay there
kept a strong guard on the main roads, it was still possible to enter or
depart unseen by any of the lesser streets or across the open country.

The lane which Sir Daniel had been following came to an abrupt end.
Before him there was a stretch of rough down, and the noise of the
sea-surf was audible upon one hand. There were no guards in the
neighbourhood, nor any light in that quarter of the town.

Dick and his two outlaws drew a little closer to the object of their
chase, and presently, as they came forth from between the houses and
could see a little farther upon either hand, they were aware of another
torch drawing near from another direction.

"Hey," said Dick, "I smell treason."

Meanwhile, Sir Daniel had come to a full halt. The torches were stuck
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