He will be here on Monday." And Mr.Rushton passed into his sanctum, and slammed the door after him.
On the next day the lawyer set out toward the pine hills.

On the road he met Verty strolling along disconsolately.

A few words passed between them, and they continued their way in company toward the old Indian woman's hut.

Mr.Rushton returned to Winchester at twilight.
On Monday morning Verty rode into the town, and dismounted at the door of the law office..