Adam spoke up at once: "Oh, that can soon be put right." "Soon?
There is no one near who can mend a break like that." "I can." "You!" She looked incredulously at the dapper young gentleman who spoke.
"You--why, it's a workman's job." "All right, I am a workman--though that is not the only sort of work I do.

I am an Australian, and, as we have to move about fast, we are all trained to farriery and such mechanics as come into travel--I am quite at your service." "I hardly know how to thank you for your kindness, of which I gladly avail myself.

I don't know what else I can do, as I wish to meet Mr.
Caswall of Castra Regis, who arrives home from Africa to-day.

It is a notable home-coming; all the countryside want to do him honour." She looked at the old men and quickly made up her mind as to the identity of the stranger.

"You must be Mr.Adam Salton of Lesser Hill.