It took but a few minutes to disinter the skeleton, and, after a silent look at it, it was again buried, and all returned to the cabin.

Then the lawyer, after asking further questions, drew up a paper certifying to all the essential facts in the case, and Jim signed it.
"Now, how be ye goin' to get back to Sevenoaks ?" inquired Jim.
"I don't know.

The man who brought me in is not to come for me for a fortnight." "Then ye've got to huff it," responded Jim.
"It's a long way." "Ye can do it as fur as Mike's, an' he'll be glad to git back some o' the hundred dollars that old Belcher got out of him." "The row and the walk will be too much." "I'll take ye to the landing," said Jim.
"I shall be glad to pay you for the job," responded Yates.
"An' ef ye do," said Jim, "there'll be an accident, an' two men'll get wet, an' one on 'em'll stan' a chance to be drownded." "Well, have your own way," said Yates.
It was not yet noon, and Jim hurried off his visitor.

Yates bade good-bye to Benedict, jumped into Jim's boat, and was soon out of sight down the stream.

The boat fairly leaped through the water under Jim's strong and steady strokes, and it seemed that only an hour had passed when the landing was discovered.
They made the whole distance in silence.