for yourself.

'Give them to that tall young fellow,' says Squire, 'as you posted by the Decoy Pond, for he knows how to use his fists.' Why, that 'ere chap as you had the tussle with was Carew hisself!" A deadly paleness overspread the young man's cheeks.
"Was that Carew ?" he said.
"Yes, indeed, it was; though none of us know'd it.

You needn't look so skeared.

He ain't annoyed with you; he's pleased, bless 'ee, and here's the proof of it." "You may keep the guineas, Grange," said Yorke, gravely; "only keep my secret too.

If he thinks I was a night-watcher, let him continue in that belief." "Why, it's the best introduction to Carew as you could have!" insisted the astonished keeper.