He came to her drawing-room window last night and the night before." "Dear me!" exclaimed Mr.Juxon.

"You don't tell me so!" "That is not the worst of the matter," continued the vicar, looking very grave and fixing his eyes on the squire's face.

"This villainous fellow has been threatening to take your life, Mr.Juxon." Mr.Juxon stared at the vicar for a moment in surprise, and then broke into a hearty laugh.
"My life!" he cried.

"Upon my word, the fellow does not know what he is talking about! Do you mean to say that this escaped convict, who can be arrested at sight wherever he is found, imagines that he could attack me in broad daylight without being caught ?" "Well, no, I suppose not--but you often walk home at night, Mr.
Juxon--alone through the park." "I think that dog of mine could manage Mr.Goddard," remarked the squire calmly.

"And pray, Mr.Ambrose, now that we know that the man is in the neighbourhood, what is to prevent us from finding him ?" "We do not know where he is," replied the vicar, thanking the inspiration which had prevented him from asking Mrs.Goddard more questions.