He knew just who were left in the house, for he had once supplied them with milk, and knew all about their family.

He had no customers at this time, for after Mr.Harry rescued me, and that piece came out in the paper about him, he found that no one would take milk from him.

His wife died, and some kind people put his children in an asylum, and he was obliged to sell Toby and the cows.

Instead of learning a lesson from all this, and leading a better life, he kept sinking lower.
He was, therefore, ready for any kind of mischief that turned up, and when he saw the Drurys going away in the train, he thought he would steal a bag of silver from their sideboard, then set fire to the house, and run away and hide the silver.

After a time he would take it to some city and sell it.
He was made to confess all this.