"And why do you come? It is a long walk from your house."
"That's true, but it is the place where Uncle Adin was robbed, and I thought I would come and see if I could discover anything of the money, or anything that belonged to him."
"This is the place, then? I thought it might be," said the squire composedly. "I am on my way to Rockmount, and the same idea occurred to me. But it isn't of much use. If your uncle was robbed, the money is far away by this time."
"Do you think so?" asked Dean, fixing his eyes attentively on the squire.
"Why, it is natural to suppose so. How is your uncle?"
"I left him in bed. He was upset by the shock."
"How sad! In what condition was he found?"
"He seemed bewildered, and hardly conscious where he was."
"The effect of the chloroform!" thought the squire.
"I have thought, Dean," he said in a confidential tone, "that perhaps he fainted away and fell from the buggy."