.' I went
back to the house and collected together your papers, which I sealed up.
I knew that the house was to be given up in a few days. I sold the
furniture, and made the best I could of the remainder of your wardrobe,
and other things of value that you had left; indeed, everything, with
the exception of the dressing-case and pistols, which had belonged to
Major Carbonnell, and I thought you might perhaps some day like to have
them."

"How very kind of you, Timothy, to think of me in that way! I shall
indeed be glad; but no--what have I to do with pistols or silver
dressing-cases now? I must not have them, but still I thank you all the
same."

"The furniture and everything else fetched 430 pounds, after all
expenses were paid."

"I am glad of it, Timothy, for your sake; but I am sorry, judging by
your present plight, that if appears to have done you but little good."

"Because I did not make use of it, Japhet. What could I do with all
that money? I took it to Mr Masterton, with all your papers, and the
dressing-case and pistols:--he has it now ready for you when you ask for
it. He was very kind to me, and offered to do anything for me; but I
resolved to go in search of you. I had more money in my pocket when you
went away than I generally have, and with the surplus of what you left
for the bills, I had twelve or fourteen pounds. So I wished Mr
Masterton good-bye, and have ever since been on my adventures in search
of my master."

"Not master, Timothy, say rather of your friend."

"Well, of both if you please, Japhet; and very pretty adventures I have
had, I assure you, and some very hairbreadth escapes."

"I think, when we compare notes, mine will be found most eventful,
Timothy; but we can talk of them, and compare notes another time. At
present, whom do you think I am residing with?"

"A Quaker, I presume."

"You have guessed right so far; but who do you think that Quaker is?"

"There I'm at fault."

"Mr Cophagus."

At this intelligence Timothy gave a leap in the air, turned round on his
heel, and tumbled on the grass in a fit of immoderate laughter.

"Cophagus!--a Quaker!" cried he at last. "O! I long to see him.
Snuffle, snuffle--broad brims--wide skirts--and so on. Capital!"

"It is very true, Timothy, but you must not mock at the persuasion."

"I did not intend it, Japhet, but there is something to me so ridiculous
in the idea. But," continued Timothy, "is it not still stranger,