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The
sun
,
by
which
the
knight
had
chiefly
directed
his
course
,
had
now
sunk
behind
the
Derbyshire
hills
on
his
left
,
and
every
effort
which
he
might
make
to
pursue
his
journey
was
as
likely
to
lead
him
out
of
his
road
as
to
advance
him
on
his
route
.
After
having
in
vain
endeavoured
to
select
the
most
beaten
path
,
in
hopes
it
might
lead
to
the
cottage
of
some
herdsman
,
or
the
silvan
lodge
of
a
forester
,
and
having
repeatedly
found
himself
totally
unable
to
determine
on
a
choice
,
the
knight
resolved
to
trust
to
the
sagacity
of
his
horse
;
experience
having
,
on
former
occasions
,
made
him
acquainted
with
the
wonderful
talent
possessed
by
these
animals
for
extricating
themselves
and
their
riders
on
such
emergencies
.
The
good
steed
,
grievously
fatigued
with
so
long
a
day
's
journey
under
a
rider
cased
in
mail
,
had
no
sooner
found
,
by
the
slackened
reins
,
that
he
was
abandoned
to
his
own
guidance
,
than
he
seemed
to
assume
new
strength
and
spirit
;
and
whereas
,
formerly
he
had
scarce
replied
to
the
spur
,
otherwise
than
by
a
groan
,
he
now
,
as
if
proud
of
the
confidence
reposed
in
him
,
pricked
up
his
ears
,
and
assumed
,
of
his
own
accord
,
a
more
lively
motion
.
The
path
which
the
animal
adopted
rather
turned
off
from
the
course
pursued
by
the
knight
during
the
day
;
but
as
the
horse
seemed
confident
in
his
choice
,
the
rider
abandoned
himself
to
his
discretion
.
He
was
justified
by
the
event
;
for
the
footpath
soon
after
appeared
a
little
wider
and
more
worn
,
and
the
tinkle
of
a
small
bell
gave
the
knight
to
understand
that
he
was
in
the
vicinity
of
some
chapel
or
hermitage
.
Accordingly
,
he
soon
reached
an
open
plat
of
turf
,
on
the
opposite
side
of
which
,
a
rock
,
rising
abruptly
from
a
gently
sloping
plain
,
offered
its
grey
and
weatherbeaten
front
to
the
traveller
.
Ivy
mantled
its
sides
in
some
places
,
and
in
others
oaks
and
holly
bushes
,
whose
roots
found
nourishment
in
the
cliffs
of
the
crag
,
waved
over
the
precipices
below
,
like
the
plumage
of
the
warrior
over
his
steel
helmet
,
giving
grace
to
that
whose
chief
expression
was
terror
.
At
the
bottom
of
the
rock
,
and
leaning
,
as
it
were
,
against
it
,
was
constructed
a
rude
hut
,
built
chiefly
of
the
trunks
of
trees
felled
in
the
neighbouring
forest
,
and
secured
against
the
weather
by
having
its
crevices
stuffed
with
moss
mingled
with
clay
.
The
stem
of
a
young
fir-tree
lopped
of
its
branches
,
with
a
piece
of
wood
tied
across
near
the
top
,
was
planted
upright
by
the
door
,
as
a
rude
emblem
of
the
holy
cross
.
At
a
little
distance
on
the
right
hand
,
a
fountain
of
the
purest
water
trickled
out
of
the
rock
,
and
was
received
in
a
hollow
stone
,
which
labour
had
formed
into
a
rustic
basin
.
Escaping
from
thence
,
the
stream
murmured
down
the
descent
by
a
channel
which
its
course
had
long
worn
,
and
so
wandered
through
the
little
plain
to
lose
itself
in
the
neighbouring
wood
.
Beside
this
fountain
were
the
ruins
of
a
very
small
chapel
,
of
which
the
roof
had
partly
fallen
in
.
The
building
,
when
entire
,
had
never
been
above
sixteen
feet
long
by
twelve
feet
in
breadth
,
and
the
roof
,
low
in
proportion
,
rested
upon
four
concentric
arches
which
sprung
from
the
four
corners
of
the
building
,
each
supported
upon
a
short
and
heavy
pillar
.
The
ribs
of
two
of
these
arches
remained
,
though
the
roof
had
fallen
down
betwixt
them
;
over
the
others
it
remained
entire
.
The
entrance
to
this
ancient
place
of
devotion
was
under
a
very
low
round
arch
,
ornamented
by
several
courses
of
that
zig-zag
moulding
,
resembling
shark
's
teeth
,
which
appears
so
often
in
the
more
ancient
Saxon
architecture
.
A
belfry
rose
above
the
porch
on
four
small
pillars
,
within
which
hung
the
green
and
weatherbeaten
bell
,
the
feeble
sounds
of
which
had
been
some
time
before
heard
by
the
Black
Knight
.
The
whole
peaceful
and
quiet
scene
lay
glimmering
in
twilight
before
the
eyes
of
the
traveller
,
giving
him
good
assurance
of
lodging
for
the
night
;
since
it
was
a
special
duty
of
those
hermits
who
dwelt
in
the
woods
,
to
exercise
hospitality
towards
benighted
or
bewildered
passengers
.
Accordingly
,
the
knight
took
no
time
to
consider
minutely
the
particulars
which
we
have
detailed
,
but
thanking
Saint
Julian
(
the
patron
of
travellers
)
who
had
sent
him
good
harbourage
,
he
leaped
from
his
horse
and
assailed
the
door
of
the
hermitage
with
the
butt
of
his
lance
,
in
order
to
arouse
attention
and
gain
admittance
.
