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menced his narrative with an account of his first meeting with Edward when he had been attacked by the highwaymen. As soon as he could get away, Edward went out with Humphrey to have some conversation with him.
"Now, Humphrey, as you have pretty well heard all my adventures since our separation, let me hear what you have been doing."
"I have no such tales of stirring interest to narrate as Chaloner has been doing as your deputy, Edward," replied Humphrey. "All I can say is, that we have had no visitors—that we have longed for your return—and that we have not been idle since you quitted us."
"What horses were those in the stable," said Edward, "that you turned out to make room for ours when we arrived?"
Humphrey laughed, and then informed Edward of the manner in which they had succeeded in capturing them.
"Well, you really deserve credit, Humphrey, and certainly were not born to be secluded in this forest."
"I rather think that I have found that I was born for it," replied Humphrey, "although, I must confess, that since you have quitted us, I have not felt so contented here as I did before. You have returned, and you have no idea what an alteration I see in you since you have mixed with the world, and have been a party in such stirring scenes."
"Perhaps so, Humphrey," replied Edward; "and yet do you know, that, although I so ardently wished to mix with the world, and to follow the wars, I am anything but satisfied with what I have seen of it; and so far from feeling any inclination to return to it, I rather feel more inclined to remain here, and remain in quiet and in peace. I have been disappointed, that is the truth. There is a great difference between the world such as we fancy it when we are pining for it, and the world when we actually are placed within the vortex, and perceive the secret
