"It is cold to-night."
"Why are you out so late?"
"I lost my way in this wood."
Now, indeed, Martin allowed himself a refreshing laugh of scorn.
"Lost your way in the mighty forest of Briarmains! You deserve never more to find it."
"I never was here before, and I believe I am trespassing now. You might inform against me if you chose, Martin, and have me fined. It is your father's wood."

"It is cold tonight."
"Why are you out so late?"
"I lost my way in this wood."
Martin allowed himself a refreshing laugh of scorn. "Lost your way in the mighty forest of Briarmains!"
"I never was here before, and I believe I am trespassing now. You might inform against me if you chose, Martin, and have me fined. It is your father's wood."
