Listen: Mr.Archer went up to London, and he was staying at the Hummums, and Glascock agreed with me to leave the "Pied Horse." We were both uneasy, and planned to go up to London together; and what does he do--nothing less would serve him--but he writes a sort of letter, asking money of Mr.Archer under a threat.
This, you know, was after the trial.

Well, there came no answer; but after a while--all on a sudden--Mr.Archer arrives himself at the "Pied Horse;" I did not know then that Glascock had writ to him--for he meant to keep whatever he might get to himself.

"So," says Mr.Archer to me, meeting me by the pump in the stable-yard, "that was a clever letter you and Glascock wrote to me in town." 'So I told him 'twas the first I heard of it.
'"Why," says he, "do you mean to tell me you don't want money ?" 'I don't know why it was, but a sort of a turn came over me and I said, "_No_." '"Well," says he, "I'm going to sell a horse, and I expect to be paid to-morrow; you and Glascock must wait for me outside"-- I think the name of the village was Merton--I'm not sure, for I never seen it before or since--"and I'll give you some money then." '"I'll have none," says I.
'"What, no money ?" says he.

"Come, come." '"I tell you, Sir, I'll have none," says I.Something, you see, came over me, and I was more determined than ever.

I was always afeard of him, but I feared him like Beelzebub now.