"And why do you think so?"
"Because, shortly after the row began about that paper, he talked with me, and said there was something a-troubling of him, and he wished me to go and live in a farm-house at Applehythe, and keep summat he wanted kep safe, as there was no one in all England so true as me—poor old fellow! He never told me, and I never asked. But I laid it down in my own mind it was the paper Mr. Deverell lost, that's all."
"Did he ever show you that paper?"
"No."
"Did he tell you where it was?"
"He never said he had it."
"Did he show you where that thing was which he wanted you to take charge of?"
"Yes, in the press nigh his bed's head."
"Did he open the press?"
"Ay."