Come, my lads, get the cover of this precious chest fastened up again." But the cover had in the confusion fallen aside among the rubbish, or the loose earth which had been removed from the grave--in short, it was not to be seen.
"Never mind, my good lads, tie the tarpaulin over it, and get it away to the carriage .-- Monkbarns, will you walk?
I must go back your way to take up Miss Wardour." "And, I hope, to take up your dinner also, Sir Arthur, and drink a glass of wine for joy of our happy adventure.

Besides, you should write about the business to the Exchequer, in case of any interference on the part of the Crown.

As you are lord of the manor, it will be easy to get a deed of gift, should they make any claim.

We must talk about it, though." "And I particularly recommend silence to all who are present," said Sir Arthur, looking round.

All bowed and professed themselves dumb.
"Why, as to that," said Monkbarns, "recommending secrecy where a dozen of people are acquainted with the circumstance to be concealed, is only putting the truth in masquerade, for the story will be circulated under twenty different shapes.