CHAPTER XVIII.
AN UNEXPECTED MEETING.
"That is the court-house," said David Wallace, pointing out a brick building, surmounted by a wooden cupola.
John glanced at the building to which his attention was thus called. He had hardly done so than he started and uttered an exclamation of surprise.
"What's the matter?" demanded David.
"Won't you stop the horse?" asked John, hastily. "I want to get out."
"What for?"
"There's a man I know. I want to speak to him."
David stopped the horse, and John sprang to the ground. He hurried to the gateway of the court-house, by which a gentleman was just entering.
"Squire Selwyn!" John called out.