And now let me go, for I am nearly froze dead." "That's the talk," said Lee; "I knew you would be reasonable.

If it hadn't been for my necessities, I am sure I never would have bothered you.

Well, good night." George rose and departed eastward, towards the rising moon, while Lee and his companion struck due west across the moor.

The rain had ceased, and the sky was clear, so that there was not much difficulty in picking their way through the stones and moss-hags.

Suddenly Lee stopped, and said to his comrade, with an oath,-- "Dick, my boy, I didn't half like the way that dog left us." "Nor I either," replied the other.