CHAPTER V.
Speculations on the moral qualities of the Bandit .-- Mr.Vance, with mingled emotions, foresees that the acquisition of the Bandit's acquaintance may be attended with pecuniary loss.
Vance loosened the boat from its moorings, stepped in, and took up the oars.

Lionel followed, and sat by the stern.

The Artist rowed on slowly, whistling melodiously in time to the dash of the oars.

They soon came to the bank of garden-ground surrounding with turf on which fairies might have danced one of those villas never seen out of England.

From the windows of the villa the lights gleamed steadily; over the banks, dipping into the water, hung large willows breathlessly; the boat gently brushed aside their pendent boughs, and Vance rested in a grassy cove.
"And faith," said the Artist, gayly,--"faith," said he, lighting his third cigar, "it is time we should bestow a few words more on the Remorseless Baron and the Bandit's Child! What a cock-and-a-bull story the Cobbler told us! He must have thought us precious green." LIONEL (roused).--"Nay, I see nothing so wonderful in the story, though much that is sad.