She brought me up and taught me all I knew; and she has told me all she knows about that strange night on which the treasure of Trevlyn was taken--and lost!" "Lost--lost by the Trevlyns truly; but surely thou dost not mean that they who stole it lost it likewise!" Joanna's dark eyes were fixed.

She seemed to be looking backwards to a far-distant time.

Her voice was low and monotonous as she proceeded with her tale.
"The years had flown by since Miriam and Long Robin had divided themselves from the tribe; and they had long since returned, though still keeping aloof in part from the rest--still forming, as it were, a separate party of their own.

Long Robin had dealings with the robbers of the King's highway; he often accompanied them on their raids, he and some of the men with him.

The tribe began to have regular dealings with the freebooters, as thou hast seen.