tle court the country came creeping close up to the
town. There were fields not so far away on these long highways.
Wandering and rambling roads ran off to the westward and to the north,
leading toward the straight old Roman road which once upon a time ran
down to London town. Ill-kept enough were some of the lanes, with their
hedges and shrubs overhanging the highways, if such the paths could be
called which came braiding down toward the south. One needed not to go
far outward beyond Sadler's Wells of a night-time to find adventure, or
to lose a purse.
It was on one of these less crowded highways that there was this morning
enacted a curious little drama. The sun was still young and not too
strong for comfort, and as it rose back of the square of Sadler's it
cast a shadow from a hedge which ran angling toward the southeast. Its
rays, therefore, did not disturb the slumbers of two young men who were
lying beneath the shelter of the hedge. Strange enough must have been
the conclusions of the sun could it ha