It was a tedious and painful journey for the wounded man, who
shrieked out when the cart was jolted by the wheel getting into a rut
or hole; but there was no help for it, and he was very much exhausted
when they arrived, which was not till past midnight. Corbould was then
taken to his cottage and put on the bed, and another verderer sent for
a surgeon; those who had been with Oswald were glad to go to bed, for
it had been a fatiguing day. Humphrey remained with Oswald for three
hours, and then again returned with Billy, who, although he had
crossed the forest three times in the twenty-four hours, appeared
quite fresh and ready to go back again.
"I will let you know how he gets on, Humphrey, and what account he
gives of his falling into the pit; but you must not expect me for a
fortnight at least."
Humphrey wished Oswald good-by; and Billy was so anxious to get back
to his stable, that Humphrey could not keep him at a quiet pace.
"Horses, and all animals indeed, know that there is no place like
home; it is a pity that men who consider themselves much wiser, have
not the same consideration," thought Humphrey, as the pony trotted
along. Humphrey thought a good deal about the danger that Edward had
been subjected to, and said to himself, "I really think that I should
be more comfortable if Edward was away.
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