I must have a pipe.

A most--remarkable--tale." With this he went downstairs and left me to dress.
I did so, and ran downstairs to the cow-shed.

No one had been there.
With eager fingers I tore away the bricks from the crumbling mortar, and drew out my prize.

The buckle glittered in the light that stole through the gaping door.

All was safe, and as I left it.
Clutching my treasure, I ran back to the house and found Mrs.
Busvargus spreading the midday meal.