"Lee owes him a grudge, then?"
"Not exactly that," said my communicative friend, "but I don't think that Hawker will show much where Lee is."
"I am very glad to hear it," I thought to myself. "I hope Mary may not have some trouble with her husband still."
"What is the name of the place Major Buckley comes from?" I inquired.
"Drumston."
"And you belong there too?" I knew very well however, that he did not, or I must have known him.
"No," he answered; "Okehampton is my native place. But you talk a little Devon yourself, sir."
The conversation came to a close, for we heard the barking of dogs, and saw the station where we were to spend the night. In the morning I went home, and my new acquaintance, who called himself Dick, along with me. Finding that he was a first-rate rider, and gentle and handy among horses, I took him into my service permanently, and soon got to like him very well.