But what of that ?' 'I only want to know if they get clear away from the neighbourhood.' 'Ah,' said he, a light breaking upon him.

'Something desperate is to be attempted!--and now I remember there was not a man about the village when we left.' 'Hark!' she murmured.

The noise of the cartwheels had stopped, and given place to another sort of sound.
''Tis a scuffle!' said Stockdale.

'There'll be murder! Lizzy, let go my arm; I am going on.

On my conscience, I must not stay here and do nothing!' 'There'll be no murder, and not even a broken head,' she said.