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Nas Ta Bega said he would take the horses to water and feed and then return. There were indications that Stonebridge might experience some of the excitement and perhaps violence common to towns like Monticello and Durango. There was only one saloon in Stonebridge, and it was full of roystering cowboys and horse-wranglers.

To try to take the three out by way of Kayenta and Durango was not to be thought of, for reasons he briefly stated. The Red Lake trail was the only one left, and if that were taken the chances were against Shefford. It was five days over sand to Red Lake impossible to hide a trail and even with a day's start Shefford could not escape the hard-riding men who would come from Stonebridge.

That is why I confide so absolutely in Silverhampton; he never listens to a word I say, and never has done." Lord Stonebridge amended this remark. "Except when you accepted him." "Certainly not; because, as a matter of fact, I refused him; but he never listened, and so he married me. It is so restful to have a husband who never attends to what you say!

Under the circumstances I was not greatly overcome by this leave- taking, and settled down to make myself comfortable for my long drive with Mrs Hudson to Stonebridge. Mrs Hudson had been my nurse ever since I could remember, and now the poor old soul and I were to part for good.

At length the driver turned round, and said we should come in sight of Stonebridge at the next turn of the road. My spirits began to sink for the first time. Dismal and all as Brownstroke had been, how did I know I should not be happier there, after all, than at this strange new place, where I knew no one? I wished the driver wouldn't go so fast.

In due time all was quiet once more, and then, just as I was beginning to feel drowsy, and was lying half awake, half asleep, fancying myself back again at Stonebridge House in the old dormitory, I felt a hand on my arm and heard Jack's voice whisper, "Fred, are you asleep?" "No," I replied, moving over to make room for him as he slipped in beside me.

"Of course not," I cried, feeling very miserable; "of course I'm an ass, but I'd sooner be back at Stonebridge House than here." "By the way," said Smith, suddenly, "talking of Stonebridge House, who did you think I ran against to-day at dinner-time?" "Who, old Henniker?" I inquired. "Rather not. If I had, I think I should have been game for running away along with you. No, it was Flanagan."

He might have spared himself needless torture. One day Joe Lake eyed him with penetrating glance. "Reckon you don't have to sleep right on that Stonebridge trail," said the Mormon, significantly. Shefford felt the blood burn his neck and face. He had pulled his tarpaulin closer to the trail, and his motive was as an open page to the keen Mormon. "Why?" asked Shefford.

It resembled an open V, with the opening toward the enemy Jackson's corps forming the left wing, and extending from near Sudley, to a point in rear of the small village of Groveton, Longstreet's corps forming the right wing, and reaching from Jackson's right to and beyond the Warrenton road which runs to Stonebridge. The field of battle was nearly identical with that of July 21, 1861.

"`To Mr Ladislaw, Miss Henniker, and Mr Hashford, We, the undersigned boys of Stonebridge House, are willing to release you on the following conditions: "`1. That leave be given to the boys to talk to one another when not in class. That detention for bad marks given by Miss Henniker be abolished. That you say nothing to any one about all this.