But you'll be better welcome to take yourselves after it." "Listen, young master, and let it be to your profit.

We want Ralph Ray, sometime captain in the rebel army of the late usurper in possession.

We hold a warrant for his arrest.

Here it is." And the man tapped with his fingers a paper which he drew from his belt.
"I tell you once more he is not here," said Willy.
"And we tell you again, Go and fetch him, and God send you may find him! It will be better for all of you," added the constable, glancing about the room.
Willy was now almost beyond speech with excitement.

He walked nervously across the kitchen, while the constable, with the utmost calmness of voice and manner, opened his warrant and read:-- "These are to will and require you forthwith to receive into your charge the body of Ralph Ray, and him detain under secure imprisonment--" "You've had the warrant a long while to no purpose, I believe," Willy broke in.