CHAPTER X.
WHICH TELLS HOW A LAWYER SPENT HIS VACATION IN CAMP, AND TOOK HOME A SPECIMEN OF GAME THAT HE HAD NEVER BEFORE FOUND IN THE WOODS.
It was a bright moonlight night when Mike Conlin and Jim started off from Sevenoaks for home, leaving Mr.Balfour and his boy to follow.

The old horse had a heavy load, and it was not until an hour past midnight that Mike's house was reached.

There Jim made the new clothes, comprising a complete outfit for his boarders at Number Ten, into a convenient package, and swinging it over his shoulders, started for his distant cabin on foot.

Mike, after resting himself and his horse, was to follow in the morning with the tools and stores, so as to arrive at the river at as early an hour as Mr.Balfour could complete the journey from Sevenoaks, with his lighter load and swifter horses.
Jim Fenton, who had lain still for several days, and was full of his schemes for Mr.Balfour and his proteges in camp, and warm with his memories of Miss Butterworth, simply gloried in his moonlight tramp.

The accumulated vitality of his days of idleness was quite enough to make all the fatigues before him light and pleasant.