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Pomeroy answered drily, as he filled his glass. Then I shall stop the chaise with a pistol if you like, jump in a merry surprise for the nymph; and before twelve we shall be at Tamplin's. And you'll be free of it. Mr. Thomasson pondered, his face flushed, his eyes moist. 'I think you are the devil! he said at last. 'Is it a bargain? And see here. His lordship has gone silly on the girl.
I sounded her and I cannot trust her. I could send her packing, but Jarvey is not much better, and talks when he is drunk. The girl must be got from here. Mr. Thomasson raised his eyebrows scornfully. 'You need not sneer, you fool! Pomeroy cried with a little spirt of rage. 'Tis no harder than to get her here. 'Where will you take her? 'To Tamplin's farm by the river.
"The parson was to have got her to Tamplin's for me. He put her in the wrong carriage. He's paid. And I'm paid." With the last word the small-sword fell clinking to the floor. The dying man drew himself up, and seemed to press his hand more and more tightly to his side. For a brief second a look of horror as if the consciousness of his position dawned on his brain awoke in his eyes.
Then he beat it down. "Tamplin's staunch," he muttered. "I must stand by Tamplin. I owe pay him five pounds for " A gush of blood stopped his utterance. He gasped and with a groan but no articulate word fell forward in Soane's arms. Bully Pomeroy had lost his last stake!
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