"Go this evening and see the squire. Tell him what has happened, and if he gives you authority to take Jed's money, take it."
"Really, that is a good suggestion, Mrs. F. I will go soon after supper."
"It would do no good to triumph over Dr. Redmond. He is an impertinent meddler."
"So he is. I agree with you there."
Soon after seven o'clock Squire Dixon was somewhat surprised when the servant ushered Mr. Fogson into his presence.
"Ah, Fogson," he exclaimed. "I was not expecting to see you. Has anything gone wrong?"
"I should think so. Jed has rebelled against my lawful authority, and Dr. Redmond is aiding and abetting him in it."
"You astonish me, Fogson. Are you sure you are not mistaken?"
"I'll tell you the whole story, squire, and you can judge for yourself."
Upon this Mr. Fogson gave an account of the scenes that had taken place in the poorhouse, including his contest with Jed, and Mrs. Fogson's ill-judged attempt to assist him.