"Certainly," said Mr. Gould pleasantly. "So your uncle has business in Rockmount, has he?"
"Yes sir, I suppose so, but he didn't tell me what it is."
"Well, tell him not to over drive the Captain." (This was the rather peculiar name of Mr. Gould's horse.)
"I don't think there's any danger," said Dean smiling, for he knew that Adin Dunham was one of the most deliberate of men, and permitted a horse to select his own pace.
CHAPTER II.
SQUIRE RENWICK BATES.
Adin Dunham got into the buggy, took the reins from Dean, and drove away.
The pretentious house of Squire Bates stood a little way back from the road a quarter of a mile further on. The lawyer stood in front of his gate. He smiled as Adin Dunham drove by.
"Well, Dunham," he said, "so you are on your way to Rockmount?"