As Spikeman put a packet into our hero’s hand, Melissa clasped her hands and cried, “Yes—yes! stop, do stop, and let me out; I cannot go, indeed I cannot.”
“There’s lights coming down the gravel walk,” said Joey; “they are running fast.”
“Drive on, boy, as fast as you can,” said Spikeman.
“Oh, yes! drive on,” cried Melissa, sinking into her lover’s arms.
Off went the chaise, leaving Joey on the road with the packet in his hand; our hero turned round and perceived the lights close to him, and, not exactly wishing to be interrogated, he set off as fast as he could, and never checked his speed until he arrived at the cottage where he and Spikeman had taken up their quarters.
Chapter Thirty Four.
A very Long Chapter, necessary to fetch up the Remainder of the Convoy.
As it was late that night, Joey did not open the packet delivered to him from Spikeman until he arose the next morning, which he did very early, as he thought it very likely that he might be apprehended, if he was not off in good time. The packet contained a key, 20 pounds in money, and a paper, with the following letter:—