Martha Sarah will get your tea.' 'O, I don't mean on that account,' said Stockdale.

'What can you have to do further in this unhallowed affair ?' 'Only a little,' she said.
'What is that?
I'll go with you.' 'No, I shall go by myself.

Will you please go indoors?
I shall be there in less than an hour.' 'You are not going to run any danger, Lizzy ?' said the young man, his tenderness reasserting itself.
'None whatever--worth mentioning,' answered she, and went down towards the Cross.
Stockdale entered the garden gate, and stood behind it looking on.

The excisemen were still busy in the orchard, and at last he was tempted to enter, and watch their proceedings.

When he came closer he found that the secret cellar, of whose existence he had been totally unaware, was formed by timbers placed across from side to side about a foot under the ground, and grassed over.
The excisemen looked up at Stockdale's fair and downy countenance, and evidently thinking him above suspicion, went on with their work again.