Here Mr.
Stirn paused, took off his hat, and wiped his brows.
"If I had sum 'un to watch here," thought he, "while I takes a turn by the water-side, p'r'aps summat might come out; p'r'aps them as did it ben't gone to church, but will come sneaking round to look on their willany! as they says murderers are always led back to the place where they ha' left the body.

But in this here willage there ben't a man, woman, or child as has any consarn for squire or parish, barring myself." It was just as he arrived at that misanthropical conclusion that Mr.Stirn beheld Leonard Fairfield walking very fast from his own home.

The superintendent clapped on his hat, and stuck his right arm akimbo.

"Hollo, you, sir," said he, as Lenny now came in hearing, "where be you going at that rate ?" "Please, sir, I be going to church." "Stop, sir,--stop, Master Lenny.

Going to church!--why, the bell's done; and you knows the parson is very angry at them as comes in late, disturbing the congregation.