He is sure to be caught, of course." "I entirely agree with you," returned Mr.Juxon.

"Only--how on earth are we to find out whether he is likely to come here or not?
If any one knows where he is, he is as good as caught already.

If nobody knows, we can certainly have no means of telling." The argument was unanswerable.

Again there was a long silence.

The vicar walked about the room in great perplexity.
"Dear me! Dear me! What a terrible business!" he repeated, over and over again.
"Do you think we are called upon to do anything ?" he asked at last, stopping in his walk immediately in front of Mr.Juxon.
"If we can do anything to save Mrs.Goddard from annoyance or further trouble, we are undoubtedly called upon to do it," replied the squire.
"If that wretch finds her out, he will try to break into the cottage at night and force her to give him money." "Do you really think so?
Dear me! I hope he will do no such thing!" "So do I, I am sure," said Mr.Juxon, with a grim smile.