He would have liked to go back to the cottage and tell Mrs.Goddard of what had happened, and that Mr.Juxon was safe; but he thought the squire might return and find that he had left his post and accuse him of cowardice.

He drew back from the man's body and sheltered himself from the wind, leaning against the broad trunk of an old oak tree.

He had not stood thus many minutes when he heard the sound of wheels upon the hard road.

It might be Mrs.Goddard, he thought.

With one more glance at the prostrate body, he turned away and hurried through the trees towards the avenue.