“I fear that he was too desperate ever to reform.”
“I did not think he could reform himself. I lived in hopes that some severe blow might bring him to his senses; but I must go and see. In the meantime let me request you not to mention those matters to me again; at least, let me have time to think of the past and consider of the future.”
“You will pardon me, Margaret, and attribute to my regard for you the precipitate step I have taken upon this occasion.”
“Where lies the body of poor Laud?” said Margaret, without seeming to hear what Barry had last said.
“It is in the boat-house at Bawdsey Ferry, together with the three others.”
“I will go there to-day.” And she immediately prepared to fulfil her resolution.
“How will you go? Will you let me drive you there? I can obtain a horse and cart; and I think you know me well enough to be persuaded of my care.”
“I do not doubt it, sir, but I had rather not go with you. I have no objection to be your debtor for the horse and cart, but my youngest brother will drive me.”
“It shall be here in half an hour. May I offer you any other aid?”
“None, sir, whatever. You have my thanks; and I so far consider your honesty and truth deserves my esteem, that, by to-morrow at this time, if you will pay us another visit, I shall be glad to see you.”