We had a few words about it, and as we were speaking, Locksley passed, and saw me with the gun in my hand; but it ended in my giving way.

She could do just what she liked with me, for I loved the very ground she trod on.

I gave her the gun, telling her it was loaded, and she took it indoors, shutting me out.

I did not go away; I had a suspicion that she had got Thorn there, though she denied it to me; and I hid myself in some trees near the house.
Again Locksley came in view and saw me there, and called out to know why I was hiding.

I shied further off, and did not answer him--what were my private movements to him ?--and that also told against me at the inquest.
Not long afterwards--twenty minutes, perhaps--I heard a shot, which seemed to be in the direction of the cottage.