"Take care what you say, Tony. Do you take me for a fool?"
"He is a man I used to know. When I was coming home he was waiting for me in the woods, only I didn't know who he really was. He told me there was a man who had fallen into a well in the woods, and he wanted my help to get him out. So I tied the horse and went with him. I wouldn't have left him but for the story of the man in the well."
"Go on," said the landlord. "I warn you I don't believe a word of this wonderful story of yours."
"I can't help it," said Tony, desperately. "It's true."
"Go on, and I'll give you my opinion of it afterward."
"Just before we got to the well a branch took off his hat and wig, and I saw that he was no Quaker, but my enemy, Rudolph Rugg."
"Rudolph Rugg! A very good name for a romance."
Tony proceeded:
"Then I tried to get away, but it was too late. The man seized me and threw me down the well. But first he told me that he knew who I was, and that I was heir to a large fortune."