When it came up Peace and the gipsy took their seats in it, but the conductor would not allow them to take the bag inside, so they deposited it on the platform of the carriage near the driver.
By this means they got it conveyed to Pinfield-lane, when they both got out, went past the brickyard, and continued their course towards Darnell.
“It’s a plaguy nuisance that the fellow would not allow us to take it inside. Had he done so we should have got clean away,” said Peace, “but there’s no help for it. We must do the best we can.”
“It’ll be all right, I dare say,” returned Bill. “We haven’t much reason to complain as far as we’ve gone at present.”
“I am not altogether satisfied,” said Peace, “and under the circumstances I think it would be better to hide the sack for awhile.”
“As yer please. Yer know best.”
Peace turned aside into a field, and bade his companion follow up. He then took the sack from the shoulders of the gipsy, and hid it under a hedge.
“It will be all right there for a short time,” said he. “In the meantime we can consider what the next move is to be.”
The gipsy scratched his head; he did not much like leaving the property there, but he had the prudence to say nothing.
The two repaired to a neighbouring public-house, where they had some breakfast. After this they took a stroll together, being still in doubt as to their course of action.