 Wonder if we ought to try and head him off. All right, you go on sleeping if you want to. I'm going to open the shutters and see if tis that stallion. Well, I'll be. There's some torchlights over by the green. Must be some rowdies at the tavern setting up a bonfire. That horse is heading right down this road. I can see him now. Taint Birkin's stallion's got a rider on him. Now, what crazy fool wants to be riding at that speed at two in the morning? He's slowing down now.