"You ought to have the pair of them arrested," he said.
"I have my reasons for not doing so," replied Hal. "But you may rest assured their time will come."
"They must be villains."
"They are. But, Mr. McCabe, let me thank you for what you have done."
"Oh, don't say a word!"
"I shall never forget it. But for you I might at this moment be dead."
"I only hope you down the rascals, every one of them. Now, I must go and finish looking after the place. Come along, Katie. We'll be back in quarter of an hour. You had better take off your shoes and warm your feet in the oven."
"Thank you."
McCabe and his daughter departed. After they were gone, Hal locked the door and took off part of his clothing, and also did as the man had advised.
The roaring fire soon dried the clothing and warmed Hal through and through. As soon as he heard McCabe's footsteps on the stairs he rearranged his toilet.