So you've heard again this morning from what's his name, eh ?' 'Who may that be ?' asked Tom, seeming to enter a mild protest on behalf of the dignity of an absent person.
'YOU know.

What is it?
Northkey.' 'Westlock,' rejoined Tom, in rather a louder tone than usual.
'Ah! to be sure,' said Martin, 'Westlock.

I knew it was something connected with a point of the compass and a door.

Well! and what says Westlock ?' 'Oh! he has come into his property,' answered Tom, nodding his head, and smiling.
'He's a lucky dog,' said Martin.

'I wish it were mine instead.