"But, Mr. Brattle," said the constable, "she was subpœnaed."
"I know now't o' that," answered the miller, not deigning to turn his face round to his antagonist.
"But you know, Mr. Brattle, the law must have its course."
"No, I don't. And it ain't law as you should come here a hindering o' me; and it ain't law as you should walk that unfortunate young woman off with you to prison."
"But she's wanted, Mr. Brattle;—not in the way of going to prison, but before the magistrates."
"There's a deal of things is wanted as ain't to be had. Anyways, you ain't no call to my house now, and as them as is there is in trouble, I'll ax you to be so kind as—as just to leave us alone."
Toffy, pretending that he was satisfied with the information received, and merely adding that Caroline Brattle must certainly, at some future time, be made to appear before the magistrates at Heytesbury, took his departure with more good-humour than the miller deserved from him, and returned to the village.