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The string of loaded horses then struck forward at their former pace, while Nanty, with Sam Skelton, waited by the roadside till the rear came up, when Jephson and Fairford joined them, and, to the great relief of the latter, they began to proceed at an easier pace than formerly, suffering the gang to precede them, till the clatter and clang attending their progress began to die away in the distance.

'What, do you know who I am? said the domestic sharply. 'I know you, by your by-word, answered the other; 'What, have you forgot little Sam Skelton, and the brock in the barrel? 'No, I have not forgotten you, answered the acquaintance of Sam Skelton; 'but my orders are peremptory to let no one up the avenue this night, and therefore' 'But we are armed, and will not be kept back, said Nanty.

'Aye, aye, captain; we will be ready in a jiffy, answered the gang. 'D n your captains! Have you a mind to have me hanged if I am taken? All's hail-fellow, here. 'A sup at parting, said Father Crackenthorp, extending a flask to Nanty Ewart. 'Not the twentieth part of a drop, said Nanty.

"It's never too late to bend," retorted Miss Panton, still austere; her glance resting with deep disapproval upon the neatly stockinged leg which Caroline displayed. "Come, Nanty," said Laura, laughing. "Don't be so superior. You know you don't really care for anything but a love-story with a happy ending yourself."

'The devil they will! said Ewart; 'and you have been the informer, I suppose? 'Yes; I have been ill paid for my service among the Redgauntlets have scarce got dog's wages and been treated worse than ever dog was used. I have the old fox and his cubs in the same trap now, Nanty; and we'll see how a certain young lady will look then. You see I am frank with you, Nanty.

'The old lady DIED, I have heard, said Nanty, affecting a moderation which was belied by accents that faltered with passion. 'She might live or die, for what I care, answered Peter the Cruel; 'what business have folk to do to live that canna live as law will, and satisfy their just and lawful creditors?

Trumbull, 'the comfort of a conscience void of offence, and that fears neither gauger nor collector, neither excise nor customs. The business is to pass this gentleman to Cumberland upon earnest business, and to procure him speech with the Laird of the Solway Lakes I suppose that can be done? Now I think Nanty Ewart, if he sails with the brig this morning tide, is the man to set him forward.