They rode for some time in silence, making such
haste as the condition of Ravenswood's horse permitted, until night
having gradually closed around them, they discontinued their speed, both
from the difficulty of discovering their path, and from the hope that
they were beyond the reach of pursuit or observation.
"And now that we have drawn bridle a bit," said Bucklaw, "I would fain
ask you a question, Master."
"Ask and welcome," said Ravenswood, "but forgive not answering it,
unless I think proper."
"Well, it is simply this," answered his late antagonist "What, in
the name of old Sathan, could make you, who stand so highly on your
reputation, think for a moment of drawing up with such a rogue as
Craigengelt, and such a scapegrace as folk call Bucklaw?"
"Simply, because I was desperate, and sought desperate associates."
"And what made you break off from us at the nearest?" again demanded
Bucklaw.
"Because I had changed my mind," said the Master, "and renounced my
enterprise, at least for the present. And now that I have answered your
questions fairly and frankly, tell me what makes you associate with
Craigengelt, so much beneath you both in birth and in spirit?"
"In plain terms," answered Bucklaw, "because I am a fool, who have
gambled away my land in thse times.
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