I says to myself 'Squire's seen somebody or something he hadn't no taste for!' Why, you could read it on his face! plain as print.

It was there!" "Well ?" said Copplestone.

"And then ?" "Then," continued Spurge.

"Then he stood for just a second or two, looking right and left, up and down.

There wasn't a soul in sight--nobody! But--he slunk off--sneaked off--same as a fox sneaks away from a farm-yard.