"Yes, her eyes, of course. He seemed to know her well, perhaps?"
"Yes, sir."
"And she—promised to meet him—in a very lonely place?"
"At Oakshott's Barn, sir."
Once again Barnabas stared down at his book, and was silent so long that his new servant wondered, grew fidgety, coughed, and at last spoke.
"Sir," said he, "what are your orders?"
Barnabas started and looked up.
"Orders?" he repeated; "why, first of all, get something to eat, then find yourself a barber, and wait for me at 'The Spotted Cow.'"
"Yes, sir." The man bowed, turned away, took three or four steps, and came back again.
"Sir," said he, "I have two guineas of yours, and you have never even asked my name."