Ee wor goin' to make off--'is wife 'ad been persuadin' ov 'im all night.
But they've got him, miss, sure enough!" The lad's exultation was horrible.

Marcella waved him aside and ran on.
A man on horseback appeared on the road in front of her leading from Widrington to the village.

She recognised Aldous Raeburn, who had checked his horse in sudden amazement as he saw her talking to the boy.
"My darling! what are you here for?
Oh! go home--go _home_!--out of this horrible business.

They have sent for me as a magistrate.

Dynes is alive--I _beg_ you!--go home!" She shook her head, out of breath and speechless with running.