Mister." But all entreaties were unavailing. He and Mr. Bangs
saw the buggy off, and then retired to the hotel to get some supper. On
the way thither, he invested in a briar root pipe and some tobacco to
replace those he had given to Mr. Errol. They would be home from fishing
long ago, and perhaps good Bigglethorpe would take Miss Carmichael away
from that miserable Orther Lom. After supper, the two sat over their
pipes and a decoction of some kind in the reading-room, talking over the
sad and wonderful events of the past few days. Mr. Bangs took very
kindly to the lawyer, and promised to look him up whenever he came to
town. He advised him to keep silent about the discovery of Rawdon's
money, as the crown might claim it, and thus deprive poor Matilda Nagle
of her only chance of independence. He said also that he would instruct
the Squire in the same direction on the morrow.
That night, two gaol guards armed to the teeth arrived in police
quarters to take charge of Davis, but the bigger criminal was placed in
their care. Early in the morning there was a stir in the railway
station, when the handcuffed prisoners were marched down under strong
escort, and securely boxed up with their guards and Mr.
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