"It is not seemly. Let her stay by me, her nurse.
So hath the friend to my counsel instructed me."
At once Hugo fell back, reining his horse alongside the mule and a half
pace in advance; whereat old Bartlemy smiled in approbation.
"Where go we in London?" asked Hugo, curiously.
"Thou shalt see in good time," answered Bartlemy. "It may be one place,
it may be another. I can tell when we have passed him who watcheth for
us. I know many places."
The old man, turning his face away, Hugo saw that he did not wish to
talk further, so he contented himself by seeing as much as he could
with his keen young eyes of what went on before him, old Bartlemy
having previously cautioned him against gazing about over much.
As they drew nearer the city the crowd became more dense, being swelled
by those who were coming out of it on their way north. A little party
of knights, esquires, pages, and ladies travelling at a faster pace
overtook them, and so they were still better protected from observation
than before, as the new party were now obliged, by the throng, to go
forward slowly. So on they went till they came to the church of St.
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