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The search was growing doubtful, and I felt sorry for Mr. Burley. "We are not through yet," I said cheerfully. "Perhaps, sir," suggested Macdonald, "Osmund Maiden took another name when he came to Canada." "No, no," the law clerk exclaimed sharply. "I hope not. He could have had no reason for doing such a thing." "It's not uncommon," the factor answered dryly. "Ah, here we are at April!

Now on that night Osmund and I and Harek would ride to Heregar's house over the shoulder of the Quantocks, with some message we had to take to him from Alfred; and we went without any attendants, for the twelve miles or so would have no risk to any one, and the summer evening was long and bright.

"I could speedily satisfy you on that point," the law clerk said slowly; "but this is not the time to do so. I am acting for my employers Parchmont & Tolliver, of Lincoln's Inn, London. They are a well-known and honorable firm of solicitors, and it is of importance to them that Osmund Maiden should be found." "Then find him," the factor replied.

"There is no plunder to be had," he said, "even if you were not too late; our folk cleared out the place over well last time." Then a fourth man, one who seemed of some rank, rode from beyond the house, passing behind us without paying any heed to us, except that he called to the men to follow him, and so went down the lane towards where Osmund was waiting with Harek.

"The disappearance of Osmund Maiden in 1787 was not generally known, but it came to the knowledge of my employers, Parchmont & Tolliver.

"We may meet in the future," he went on; "and meanwhile I trust you will remember that name Osmund Maiden." "I will bear it in mind," I promised, "and I wish you every success in your errand." With that we parted, the law clerk thanking me warmly and giving me his hand.

"I shall do nothing of the sort," Macdonald answered curtly. "Your request is impossible. I have no right to touch the trunk. How do I know that Osmund Maiden is not alive that he will not turn up with the receipt some day?" "I admit the possibility of that," said Christopher Burley. "Indeed, I prefer to take that view of the matter myself. But consider my perplexing situation, sir.

"Nearly had he lured us to death, unbaptized as we are, in that place." "Come," said Osmund; "I know where we are now. We are well-nigh under the great fort, and there is a farm near at hand." We found that soon and the rain came, and the storm spent its fury and passed as we sat under cover in the stables waiting.

Unluckily, however, we had that row in Montreal it was I who shot Henri Salvat and this started us off to the wilderness in a hurry. But you are already aware of these facts, of our brief stop at Fort Garry, and of our adventure with the Indians. I was a prisoner among them for months, and finally I escaped to the south, believing that Osmund Maiden was dead.

It was, as all men think, the most mighty victory that Alfred had ever gained. Neot would not have our names changed, for he said we had wronged the faith in them not at all. Odda stood for Osmund, as Neot for us. After that was joyous feasting, and the loosing of the chrism bands at Alfred's royal town of Wedmore, whither we went in bright procession through the long summer day.

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