hey charge
half-price for mares always, I believe."

That was a new view of the subject. It rather took the wind out of the
stable-keeper, and set a most ammoniacal fellow, who stood playing with a
currycomb, grinning at his expense. But he rallied presently.

"Wal, I b'lieve they do for some mares, when they let 'em to some folks;
but this here ain't one o' them mares, and you ain't one o' them folks.
All my cattle's out but this critter, 'n' I don't jestly want to have
nobody drive her that ain't pretty car'ful,--she's faast, I tell
ye,--don't want no whip.--How fur d' d y' want t' go?"

Mr. Gridley was quite serious now, and let the man know that he wanted
the mare and a light covered wagon, at once, to be gone for one or two
days, and would waive the question of sex in the matter of payment.

Alderbank was about twenty miles down the river by the road. On arriving
there, he inquired for the house where a Mr. Lindsay lived. There was
only one Lindsay family in town,--he must mean Dr. William Lindsay. His
house was up there a little way above the village, lying a few rods back
from the river.

He found the house without difficulty, and knocked at the door. A
motherly-looking woman opened it immediately, and held her hand up as if
to ask him to speak and move softly.

"Does Mr. Clement Lindsay live here?"

"He is staying here for the present. He is a nephew of ours. He is in
his bed from an injury."

"Nothing very serious, I hope?"

"A bruise on his head,--not very bad, but the doctor was afraid of
erysipelas. Seems to be doing well enough now."

"Is there a young person here, a stranger?"

"There is such a young person here. Do you come with any authority to
make inquiries?"

"I do. A young friend of mine is missing, and I thought it possible I
might learn something here about it. Can I see this young person?"

The matron came nearer to Byles Gridley, and said: "This person is a
young woman disguised as a boy. She was rescued by my nephew at the risk
of his life, and she has been delirious ever since she has recovered her
consciousness. She was almost too far gone to be resuscitated, but
Clement put his mouth to hers and kept her breathing until her own breath
returned and she gradually came to."

"Is she violent in her delirium?"

"Not now. No; she is quiet enough, but wandering,--wants to know where
she is, and whose the strange faces are,--mine and my husband's,--that 's
Dr. Lindsay