By the way," Adrian continued, as if diverging to another topic, "you met two gentlemen of the road in your explorations yesterday, Magians.

Now, if I were a magistrate of the county, like Sir Miles Papworth, my suspicions would light upon those gentlemen.

A tinker and a ploughman, I think you said, Mr.Thompson.

Not?
Well, say two ploughmen." "More likely two tinkers," said Richard.
"Oh! if you wish to exclude the ploughman--was he out of employ ?" Ripton, with Adrian's eyes inveterately fixed on him, stammered an affirmative.
"The tinker, or the ploughman ?" "The ploughm--" Ingenuous Ripton looking about, as if to aid himself whenever he was able to speak the truth, beheld Richard's face blackening at him, and swallowed back half the word.
"The ploughman!" Adrian took him up cheerily.

"Then we have here a ploughman out of employ.