'I will leave the door ajar for you.' 'O no--you needn't,' said Stockdale; 'I am coming too.' But before either of them had moved, the faint clatter of horses' hoofs broke upon the ear, and it seemed to come from the point where the track across the down joined the hard road.
'They are just too late!' cried Lizzy exultingly.
'Who ?' said Stockdale.
'Latimer, the riding-officer, and some assistant of his.

We had better go indoors.' They entered the house, and Lizzy bolted the door.

'Please don't get a light, Mr.Stockdale,' she said.
'Of course I will not,' said he.
'I thought you might be on the side of the king,' said Lizzy, with faintest sarcasm.
'I am,' said Stockdale.

'But, Lizzy Newberry, I love you, and you know it perfectly well; and you ought to know, if you do not, what I have suffered in my conscience on your account these last few days!' 'I guess very well,' she said hurriedly.

'Yet I don't see why.