Upon retiring for the night, he opened the drawer, and found his bag in precisely the same position as he had left it.
He therefore tumbled into bed and slept soundly till the morning.
Upon proceeding downstairs he found, upon inquiry, that his picked-up friend Macarty had risen some hour or so before.
He was at this time in the stable, attending to the inmates of his wooden house.
He greeted our hero in a most cordial manner, and after his animals and reptiles had been fed, returned to the breakfast-room of the establishment with Peace.
“We gave our friends a good dose of jaw last night,” said our hero, with a smile.
“Och, sure it’s just as well to kape the game alive. I make it a rule to be friendly and familiar wid all people. There’s no tellin’ what one may want, and a good word from the natives of a town or village may be of sarvice to men of my kidney—but see, breakfast is ready, let’s fall to.”
A very substantial repast had been provided by the hostess of the “Blue Dolphin,” to which the hungry travellers did justice to.
When the meal was over, Mr. Macarty, who was evidently a man of business, made preparations to start on his journey.
“You are in a great hurry to be off, my friend,” said Peace. “Have you far to go?”