Chapter 29: The Ferry across the Oise

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​⁠We hope that the reader has not quite forgotten the young traveler whom we left on the road to Flanders.

In losing sight of his guardian, whom he had quitted, gazing after him in front of the royal basilican, Raoul spurred on his horse, in order not only to escape from his own melancholy reflections, but also to hide from Olivain the emotion his face might betray.

One hour’s rapid progress, however,