"I don't think so; but it was getting too dark to see.

Any way, it gave me a turn; and he's gone right up to Pike's shed." "Gave you a turn, indeed!" scornfully repeated Mrs.Jones.

"I think you're getting more of an idiot every day, Nance.

It's to be hoped somebody's gone to take him up; that's what is to be hoped." But Mr.Hillary it was.

Hearing nothing from Jabez Gum all day, he had come to the conclusion that that respectable man had ignored his promise, and, unable to divest himself of the idea that Pike was ill, in the evening, having a minute to spare, he went forth to see for himself.
The shed-door was closed, but not fastened, and Mr.Hillary went in at once without ceremony.