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Updated: June 27, 2025
"I hope that you will be back to-morrow, Harry, and I will ride over to Hurlston to meet you," said Headland, as he stepped into the boat. The cutter immediately kept away in the direction the lugger had last been seen, while the Nancy, hauling her wind, prepared to beat back to the shore. The Nancy, close-hauled, stood for the shore.
"I am a stranger here, and know none of the people. You mistake me for some one else." "I take you for the son of the miller of Hurlston," she exclaimed, laughing loudly. "Go and tell him that I have watched his doings. I know his goings out and his comings in, and ere long the ministers of justice will track him down, and consign him to the fate he so richly merits."
"What have I to do with the miller of Hurlston? He would be a bold man who would speak to him in that way," answered Miles, trembling with fear. "It's false, it's false," shouted the old woman. "You are even now on your way to him. I saw you leave his door not many nights ago, when you thought no one was near. Go, tell him to beware of the fate which will ere long overtake him.
But as we have nothing for which to blame ourselves, we must trust that his prejudices will be overcome, and that he will not withhold you from me." The old general entering the hall at that moment, prevented Headland from saying more. Mounting his horse, the captain road on to Hurlston. He met several of the Nancy's crew.
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