It's my intention to go to a magistrate's as soon as my face gets well.

For near two-and-twenty years, now, this saicret is lyin' hard upon me; but I'll aise my mind, and let justice take it's coorse.
Bad I have been, but never so bad as to take my fellow-crature's life." "Well, I'm glad to hear it," said his wife; "an' now I can undherstand you." "And I'm both glad and sorry," exclaimed Sarah; "sorry for the sake of the Daltons.

Oh! who would suppose it! and what will become of them ?" "I have no peace," her father added; "I have not had a minute's peace ever since it happened; for sure, they say, any one that keeps their knowledge of murdher saicret and won't tell it, is as bad as the murdherer himself.

There's another thing I have to mention," he added, after a pause; "but I'll wait for a day or two; it's a thing I lost, an', as the case stands now, I can do nothing widout it." "What is it, father ?" asked Sarah, with animation; "let us know what it is." "Time enough yet," he replied; "it'll do in a day or two; in the mean time it's hard to tell but it may turn up somewhere or other; I hope it may; for if it get into any hands but my own--" He paused and bent his eyes with singular scrutiny first upon Sarah, who had not the most distant appreciation of his meaning.

Not so Nelly, who felt convinced that the allusion he made was to the Tobacco-box, and her impression being that it was mixed up in some way with an act of murder, she determined to wait until he should explain himself at greater length upon the subject.