ABSTRACT
As we were thus travelling on towards Lancaster, beguiling the way with stories of adventures, and anticipating others which we might meet with, we perceived two men on horseback advancing at a round trot behind us. When they came near, they stopped for a moment, looked hard at us, and, taking out a paper, scrutinized us in a manner which I by no means liked. I at once imagined they had been dispatched by my master in pursuit of me (the guilty are always suspicious); but I was soon undeceived, when one of them, giving the bridle to his companion, sprang from his horse, seized Bucks by the collar, and producing a constable’s staff, told him he was his prisoner.
