No, sir; to mention a circumstance. On the morning in

question, your son, Mr. Richard Naseby - '

I do not permit his name to be mentioned.'

You will, however, permit me,' replied the Editor.

You are cruel,' said the Squire. He was right, he was a

broken man.

Then the Editor described Dick's warning visit; and how he

had seen in the lad's eye that there was a thrashing in the

wind, and had escaped through pity only - so the Editor put

it - 'through pity only sir. And oh, sir,' he went on, 'if

you had seen him speaking up for you, I am sure you would

have been proud of your son. I know I admired the lad

myself, and indeed that's what brings me here.'

'I have misjudged him,' said the Squire. 'Do you know where

he is?'

'Yes, sir, he lies sick at Thymebury.'

'You can take me to him?'

'I can.'

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