They now took counsel, when Bartholomew suggested that, as numbers were
often used symbolically, they must look elsewhere for a solution. It
might be the exact number of trees lying between the great sycamore and
the place signified. "And there they be," said the seer, pointing to a
goodly row of small twigs newly planted. "Now count them northerly,
beginning as at first."
This being done, the Doctor was greatly comforted on finding himself
fairly soused up to the knees in a deep ditch or drain, from whence all
appearance of the sycamore was effectually excluded.
"Now," said the adept, still standing as before, "the mystical number,
which is three, added to the most excellent number, which I take to be
three times three, or the number enfolding itself, will make twelve; but
there be no trees eastward, or towards the rising sun."
"Then try the steps once more," said Bartholomew, "and take heed they
are of the right length,--proper easy-going steps. Stay, I will count
them myself."
Leaving his companion in the ditch, the seer counted forth his number
with due care, halting at the last step.
"Now stand in my place, turn half-round, and gather from thy right
foot.
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