“A Quaker?” he said in a disappointed tone.
“He is no more a Quaker than you are. He is a detective, and very anxious to meet either of the Fox brothers.”
The farmer brightened up.
“He’s the man I’m after, then.”
A bargain was struck between Luke and Ezekiel Mason whereby the farmer promised to pay him five dollars to accompany him home and remain overnight at the farmhouse until he had disposed of the money in the way he intended.
Luke was glad to accept the proposal. It promised variety and possibly adventure. The farmer climbed into the buggy and the Quaker detective, following, took a seat by his side.
After they had driven some time they reached a part of the road where for a clear mile in advance there was not a house or building of any kind to be seen.
“This is the place I was most afraid of,” said the farmer.
“Yes, it seems to be lonely. I wish one of the Fox brothers would happen along.”
“Why?” asked the farmer in a tone of alarm.