called after
me to know where I was going; I said, out with young Beauchamp, not
caring to meet his opposition; and the lie told against me at the
inquest. When I reached Hallijohn's, going the back way along the
fields, and through the wood-path, as I generally did go, Afy came
out, all reserve, as she could be at times, and said she was unable to
receive me then, that I must go back home. We had a few words about it,
and as we were speaking, Locksley passed, and saw me with the gun in my
hand; but it ended in my giving way. She could do just what she liked
with me, for I loved the very ground she trod on. I gave her the gun,
telling her it was loaded, and she took it indoors, shutting me out. I
did not go away; I had a suspicion that she had got Thorn there, though
she denied it to me; and I hid myself in some trees near the house.
Again Locksley came in view and saw me there, and called out to know why
I was hiding. I shied further off, and did not answer him--what were my
private movements to him?--and that also told against me at the inquest.
Not long afterwards--twenty minutes, perhaps--I heard a shot, which
seemed to be in the direction of the cottage. 'Somebody having a late
pop at the partridges,' thought I; for the sun was then setting, and at
the moment I saw Bethel emerge from the trees, and run in the direction
of the cottage. That was the shot that killed Hallijohn."

There was a pause. Mr. Carlyle looked keenly at Richard there in the
moonlight.

"Very soon, almost in the same moment, as it seemed, some one came
panting and tearing along the path leading from the cottage. It was
Thorn. His appearance startled me: I had never seen a man show more
utter terror. His face was livid, his eyes seemed starting, and his lips
were drawn back from his teeth. Had I been a strong man I should surely
have attacked him. I was mad with jealousy; for I then saw that Afy had
sent me away that she might entertain him."

"I thought you said this Thorn never came but at dusk," observed Mr.
Carlyle.

"I never knew him to do so until that evening. All I can say is, he was
there then. He flew along swiftly, and I afterwards heard the sound of
his horse's hoofs galloping away. I wondered what was up that he should
look so scared, and scutter away as though the deuce was after him; I
wondered whether he had quarreled with Afy. I ran to the house, leaped
up the two steps, and--Carlyle--I fell over the prostrate body of
Halli