s toired roidin' ye must be."

"I am not going back, Mr. Terry. I said good-bye to them all at
Bridesdale, and must hurry away to business. Perhaps Timotheus will ride
the horse, while you drive."

"Thet pore enimel isn't fit fer eny more werk to-night, Mr. Coristine.
I'll tell you, Mr. Terry, whet I'll do. I shell be beck here to-morrow
evening, end will ride the horse to Bridesdele. I've got a weggon and
team of the Squire's here, which yeng Hill will drive beck for me. Then
he ken ride pore Nesh's horse, and I ken get my own. Strenge they didn't
give you one of thowse beasts instead of the colonel's, Mr. Coristine."

"Is this the colonel's horse?"

"I should sey it is. You down't think eny ether enimel could hev brought
you elong so fest, do you?"

"God bless the kind old man!" ejaculated the lawyer.

"Mishter Corstine, dear, it'll be breakin' aall the poor childer's
hearts an' some that's growed up too if you 'll be afther lavin' us this
way," continued Mr. Terry; and Timotheus, whom his Peskiwanchow friend
rewarded, added his appeal: "I wisht you wouldn't go fer to go home
jess' yet. Mister." But all entreaties were unavailing. He and Mr. Bangs
saw the buggy off, and then retired to the hotel to get some supper. On
the way thither, he invested in a briar root pipe and some tobacco to
replace those he had given to Mr. Errol. They would be home from fishing
long ago, and perhaps good Bigglethorpe would take Miss Carmichael away
from that miserable Orther Lom. After supper, the two sat over their
pipes and a decoction of some kind in the reading-room, talking over the
sad and wonderful events of the past few days. Mr. Bangs took very
kindly to the lawyer, and promised to look him up whenever he came to
town. He advised him to keep silent about the discovery of Rawdon's
money, as the crown might claim it, and thus deprive poor Matilda Nagle
of her only chance of independence. He said also that he would instruct
the Squire in the same direction on the morrow.

That night, two gaol guards armed to the teeth arrived in police
quarters to take charge of Davis, but the bigger criminal was placed in
their care. Early in the morning there was a stir in the railway
station, when the handcuffed prisoners were marched down under strong
escort, and securely boxed up with their guards and Mr. Bangs. Many
rough characters were there, among whom the lawyer recognized Matt of
the tavern, and Bangs and he could have sworn to th