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186 A HEART'S BITTERNESS. — you I had not touched him. I did my best to get out and rescue him, but the door was fast, and when I got out, there was no trace. Now, Adam, what was your part in that?” ‘My lord, when I see you going alone to “‘ The Folly” day after day, I am so uneasy I cannot rest. It is not the place for you, brooding alone, and I am fearing you will do _ yourself an injury; and, forgive me, my lord, I follow you, and hang about the place till you leave it safely. And that day, my lord, as I am oldish, and had slept ill the night before, I dropped asleep, lying under some alder bushes near ‘‘T'he Folly,” and I had just awaked, dazed like, when a man fell from the upper window, and went down in the pool, and did not come up or struggle, but went down as a man dead when he fell; and, my lord, I thought it was you. So I-off with my coat and shoes, and plunged in, and I brought the man out, diving down where he went. I was a rare one always in the water, and I saw it was a stranger, and he seemed dead, and the side of his head lay open. ‘There is an archway under. one cor- ner of ‘‘The Folly,” sir, you know, and I laid him in there on some leaves, and fled to my room, and got brandy, and salts, and plaster, and some old handker- chiefs. I hurried -and went the short way—not by the path. When I. got back, ‘‘The Folly” was open and still, and I laid my man on the lounge there, and nursed him that night. In the morning I took him to Widow _Green’s little cottage. She’s a deaf mute, you know, and we had him there part of a week, and then I took him to Magery, as his head was healing, and hé out of his senses. ” : ‘“And you did not connect me with it, Adam?” ‘‘ Well, my lord, I think the hurt on his head was got by striking a stone as he fell, and I think he fell in an epilep- tic fit; and I did think of you at first, until I made sure you were not in ‘The Folly,” but had left while I slept.” ** How did you make sure of that?” | -**T found Miss Hope in the wood, and she told me you had ridden by nearly an hour before, my lord.” ~€ Adam, who was that man?” ‘«<'There was a name on his linen, my lord—Bart Kemp.” ** And he had papers in his hands?” “* Not a paper, my lord.” (ee) Gomicbooks