ABSTRACT
Cloudesley continued a few minutes in rumination, considering which way he might direct his steps with the best chance of success. While he was in this uncertainty, he perceived a man on the edge of the valley, who seemed inclined to approach. Cloudesley beckoned to him. He obeyed the sign. As he advanced, 228it was impossible not to be startled at his appearance. He shewed like one rejected of human society, and prepared to bid defiance to all. He was grim-visaged and beetle-browed, and his savage eyes, looking out under his bushy eyebrows, were calculated to strike awe into every beholder. His hair was black, matted / and stiff. For the rest, he was apparently coarse, muscular and athletic. He had two pistols and a dagger visible in his girdle. These indications however alarmed not Cloudesley. His purpose in repairing to the spot on which he stood, banished all other emotions; and attended as he was by two powerful supporters, he could fear nothing from the single individual before him. He accosted the man.
