The man might be frightened, and in spite of all that had passed between him and Medlicot, he still thought it possible that he might induce the sugar grower to co-operate with him in driving Nokes from the neighborhood.

He had spent the night in thinking over it all, and this was the resolution to which he had come.
"There's the master," said Nokes.

"If you've got any thing to say about any thing, you'd better say it to him." Harry had never before set his foot upon Medlicot's land since it had been bought away from his own run, and had felt that he would almost demean himself by doing so.

He had often looked at the canes from over his own fence, as he had done on the night of the rain; but he had stood always on his own land.

Now he was in the sugar-mill, never before having seen such a building.