hills of the forest which enclosed the view. There was no sign of a

besieger.

"Whence came that shot?" asked the knight.

From yonder clump, Sir Daniel," returned a sentinel.

The knight stood a little, musing. Then he turned to Dick. "Dick," he

said, "keep me an eye upon these men; I leave you in charge here. As for

the priest, he shall clear himself, or I will know the reason why. I do

almost begin to share in your suspicions. He shall swear, trust me, or

we shall prove him guilty."

Dick answered somewhat coldly, and the knight, giving him a piercing

glance, hurriedly returned to the hall. His first glance was for the

arrow. It was the first of these missiles he had seen, and as he turned

it to and fro, the dark hue of it touched him with some fear. Again

there was some writing: one word--"Earthed."

"Ay," he broke out, "they know I am home, then. Earthed! Ay, but there

is not a dog among them fit to dig me out."

Sir Oliver had come to himself, and now scrambled to his feet.

Alack, Sir Daniel!" he moaned, "y' 'ave sworn a dread oath; y' are

doomed to the end of time."

The Black Arrow