He had come on business, and having talked it over slowly with the old man he turned to depart.

Though he was a genteel man, I heard him sigh heavily as, with the remark, "Ay, weel, I'll be movin' again," he began to rescale the wall.

The patriarch, twisted round the pump, made no reply, so I ventured to suggest to the bellman that he might find the gate easier.

"Is there a gate ?" said Snecky, in surprise at the resources of civilization.

I pointed it out to him, and he went his way chuckling.