That was bad enough: but when it came to carrying off a young lady and putting a sword through her father and running the country, I put it to you it's worse." "Did he disappear ?" "That's part of the story, too.

When matters got desperate and he was forced to let Tremenhuel, he took what money he could raise and cleared out of the neighbourhood for a time; went off to Tregarrick when the militia was embodied, he being an officer; and there he cast his affections upon old Sir Felix Williams's daughter.

Miss Cicely--" I was expecting it: nevertheless I dropped my fork clumsily as I heard the name, and for a few seconds the landlord's voice sounded like that of a distant river as it ran on-- "And as Sir Felix wouldn't consent--for which nobody blamed him-- Squire Philip and Miss Cicely agreed to go off together one dark night.
But the old man found them out and stopped them in the nick of time and got six inches of cold steel for his pains.

However, he kept his girl, and Squire Philip had to fly the country.

He went off that same night, they say: and wherever he went, he never came back." "What became of him ?" "Ne'er a soul knows; for ne'er a soul saw his face again.