So strongly did he feel the real or fancied danger he should incur by
spending Saturday in Sunch'ston, that he rose as soon as he heard any one
stirring, and having paid his bill, walked quietly out of the house,
without saying where he was going.
There was a town about ten miles off, not so important as Sunch'ston, but
having some 10,000 inhabitants; he resolved to find accommodation there
for the day and night, and to walk over to Sunch'ston in time for the
dedication ceremony, which he had found on inquiry, would begin at eleven
o'clock.
The country between Sunch'ston and Fairmead, as the town just referred to
was named, was still mountainous, and being well wooded as well as well
watered, abounded in views of singular beauty; but I have no time to
dwell on the enthusiasm with which my father described them to me. The
road took him at right angles to the main road down the valley from
Sunch'ston to the capital, and this was one reason why he had chosen
Fairmead rather than Clearwater, which was the next town lower down on
the main road. He did not, indeed, anticipate that any one would want to
find him, but whoever might so want would be more likely to go straight
down the valley than to turn aside towards Fairmead.
On reaching this place, he found it pretty full of people, for Saturday
was market-day.
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