The butler went quickly back into the house, and re-emerged with a boy, who was the small image of his father, to whom Sir Henry cheerfully gave up his cob.

But as Forest led the way through the outer hall he stopped to say: 'The Squire's not alone, sir.

There was a gentleman arrived just as Miss Pamela went out.

But I don't think he'll stay long.' 'Who is he ?' 'Can't say, sir.

He's lodging in the village, and comes to see the Squire's collections sometimes.' They were now in a long passage running along the eastern front of the house to a large room which had been added to its southern end, in order to hold the Squire's library and collections.