"This must not be done.

I will trust you, Sommers, and we must get the _other pocket-book_.

You must go there and get it." The excitement and distress of the young man were unmistakable, as he proceeded slowly and tremblingly to inform Sommers where the other book was to be found.
"My dear Sommers, you must get this other money--it is in the barn also.

In one corner there is a bench, and under this bench there is a large stone--you must dig under this stone and there you will find it." Sommers listened intently to the directions given, and promised to perform the duty that was imposed upon him, and, hiding the satisfaction that he felt, he soon after took his leave from his companion, who now seemed greatly relieved at the prospect of saving this treasure for which he had sacrificed so much, and which now seemed in such imminent danger.
With mingled emotions of pride and satisfaction, Sommers left the jail and proceeded on his way to his lodgings.
After a long struggle he had been successful.

"The falcon, after many airy circlings, had made its swoop at last," and its polished talons had done their work not unsuccessfully.