Then he thought of going down to see Mr.Grant to explain; but the more he thought of that the less he liked it.

He worried and worried over it, and when he went to bed lay awake thinking about it.

He fell into dozes, and dreamt that Mr.Grant had turned him off the place, and had made Red Mick manager, and that Miss Grant was going to marry Red Mick; then he woke with a start, and heard through the darkness the rapid hoof-beats of a horse ridden at speed up the road from Kiley's, and the barking of dogs that announced the arrival of a stranger.
He went out and found in the yard one of the telegraph operators from Kiley's, on a smoking horse.

"Very important telegram, Mr.Gordon," he said.

"I borrowed the horse, and brought it over as fast as I could." Hugh opened the envelope hurriedly.