What that man was to become, would depend almost wholly upon his benefactor.
When the man was gone, James Rutlidge again took up his field-glass.

The old home of Sibyl Andres was deserted.

While he had been talking with the convict, the girl and Myra Willard had started on their way back to Fairlands.
With a peculiar smile upon his heavy features, the man slipped the glass into its case, and, with a long, slow look over the scene, set out on his way to rejoin his friends..