Since thou knowest not
what to do, Hugo, I will plan for thee. And first, thou must leave here
with me thy dog, Fleetfoot."
Hugo opened his mouth to object, seeing which the canon at once
continued, "Nay, do not speak. It must be done. Thee I can disguise and
thy man Humphrey I can disguise, but what disguise availeth for thy
dog? To take Fleetfoot is to endanger thy life unnecessarily. Shouldst
thou take him, even if thou didst win safely through, which is a very
doubtful thing, thou wouldst find him but an unwelcome encumbrance to
Lord De Aldithely. Leave the dog, therefore, with me, and I will care
for him."
Hugo reflected. Then he looked up into the canon's face, and he saw
that, though he might have a merry heart, he had also a determined
will. He yielded, therefore, and consented to leave Fleetfoot behind.
At this decision the canon smiled well satisfied, and Humphrey's face
also showed the relief he felt at being rid of the dog's company.
"And next," continued the canon, "I counsel thee to go no more through
the fens, for there will they seek for thee. Thou hast gone skulking
and hiding so far on thy course, and they that pursue thee will be too
dull to think that thou mayest change.
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