God save our gracious King,
  Long live our noble King,
    God save the King.

Though driven from their homes; exiles in a strange land; surrounded by unknown dangers, and with a most uncertain future, nothing could dampen their spirit of loyalty to their King across the sea.

To Dane this was all wonderful.  He longed to see the musicians, and to watch them as they played.  He walked over in the direction from which the music had come, and had almost reached what he supposed was the spot, when he suddenly stopped.  There before him he beheld the real object of his visit.  She was seated on the ground before a fire, with several children gathered about her.  They were all listening with rapt attention to some story she was telling them.  Dane was held spellbound at the pretty scene before him.  He could look upon the girl to his heart’s content without being seen, for he was sheltered by a cluster of rough, tangled trees.  In all his life he had never beheld such a beautiful face.  He longed to know her name, and to hear her speak.  He recalled the glance she had given him with her expressive eyes ere they had dropped before his ardent gaze.  But he knew that he was nothing to her, and no doubt she had never thought of him again.  How could he leave without finding out who she was, and where she was going?  But she was a complete stranger to him, and he had no right to approach any nearer.  It would be much better to worship at a distance and await a favourable opportunity.

Presently he was aroused by a slight noise near at hand.  Glancing quickly around to his right, his keen eyes detected the form of a man slinking along among the bushes.  Dane could not see his face, but from his attitude it was quite evident that the girl near the fire was the object of his special attention.  At length he stopped, and, crouching behind a small pile of brush kept his eyes fixed upon the unsuspecting girl.

Dane was now thoroughly aroused, and he was about to spring forward and demand an explanation for the man’s suspicious actions, when the crouching figure rose suddenly to a standing position, and then stepped quickly forward.  The reason was at once apparent, for glancing toward the fire, Dane saw that the girl had just left the children to their parents’ care with the evident intention of returning home.  In order to do so, it was necessary for her to cross an upper portion of the hillside, considered too rough and rocky for any one to pitch his abode.  There was not the slightest semblance of a trail, but the girl had traversed the place several times that day, so was quite sure of her way.  Nevertheless, she glanced somewhat anxiously around as she hurried onward, especially so where the bushes and scrubby trees stood the thickest.