CHAPTER XXII.
COLONEL BARRINGTON IS CONVINCED It was not until early morning that Courthorne awakened from the stupor he sank into soon after Winston conveyed him into his homestead.
First, however, he asked for a little food, and ate it with apparent difficulty.

When Winston came in he looked up from the bed where he lay, with the dust still white upon his clothing, and his face showed gray and haggard in the creeping light.
"I'm feeling a trifle better now," he said; "still, I scarcely fancy I could get up just yet.

I gave you a little surprise last night ?" Winston nodded.

"You did.

Of course, I knew how much your promise was worth, but in view of the risks you ran, I had not expected you to turn up at the Grange." "The risks!" said Courthorne, with an unpleasant smile.
"Yes," said Winston wearily, "I have a good deal on hand I would like to finish here and it will not take me long, but I am quite prepared to give myself up now, if it is necessary." Courthorne laughed.