If you fail to have a well-loaded table for me, I shall never speak to you again." We then went to the coach, and as the ladies entered it Dorothy said aloud to Dawson:-- "Drive to Conn's shop." I heard Tod say to his worthy master:-- "She's a slippin' ye." "You're a fool, Tod.

Don't you see she wants me more than she wants the dinner, and she's hungry, too." "Don't see," retorted his laconic friend.
Of course when the coach was well away from the inn, Dawson received new instructions, and took the road to Rowsley.

When the ladies had departed, I went to the tap-room with Stanley, and after paying the host for the coffee, the potatoes, and the dinner which alas! we had not tasted, I ordered a great bowl of sack and proceeded to drink with my allies in the hope that I might make them too drunk to follow us.

Within half an hour I discovered that I was laboring at a hopeless task.

There was great danger that I would be the first to succumb; so I, expressing a wish to sleep off the liquor before the ladies should return, made my escape from the tap-room, mounted my horse, and galloped furiously after Dorothy and Madge.