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EUGENE ARAM.
CHAPTER VIII.
WALTER AND THE CORPORAL ON THE ROAD.—THE EVENING SETS IN.— THE GIPSEY TENTS.—ADVENTURE WITH THE HORSEMAN.—THE CORPORAL DISCOMFITED, AND THE ARRIVAL AT KNARESBRO'.
"Long had he wandered, when from far he sees
A ruddy flame that gleamed betwixt the trees."
"Sir Gawaine prays him tell
Where lies the road to princely Corduel."
The Knight of the Sword.
"Well, Bunting, we are not far from our night's resting-place," said Walter, pointing to a milestone on the road.
"The poor beast will be glad when we gets there, your honour," answered the Corporal, wiping his brows.
"Which beast. Bunting?"
"Augh!—now your honour's severe! I am glad to see you so merry."
