ly impressed upon my memory, yet somehow the very terror which fixed them there has in a great measure confounded and confused the details. I recollect, however, that I was walking somewhere or other—in a wood, I think"—
"O yes, it was in Warroch-wood, my dear," said the Dominie.
"Hush, Mr. Sampson," said the lawyer.
"Yes, it was in a wood—and some one was with me—this kind-hearted gentleman, I think."
"O, ay, ay, Harry, Lord bless thee—it was even I myself."
"Be silent, Dominie, and don't interrupt the evidence," said Pleydell;—"And so, sir?" to Bertram.
"And so, sir, like one of the changes of a dream, I thought I was on horseback before my guide."
"No, no," exclaimed Sampson, "never did I put my own limbs, not to say thine, into such peril."
