get away
from,--three railroads within reach. A man would be pretty sure to be
able to catch a passing freight train on one of them at almost any time,
to say nothing of the increased difficulty of tracing him."

"I don't suppose he will ever be caught," said Florence. "When he has
got all he wants he will simply melt away and be forgotten. If he were
caught--"

Here she was interrupted by the waiter who laid a telegram at her plate.
It had come to her brother's apartment, and been sent down.

"Who is telegraphing me," she said, as she tore it open. "I hope Jack
has not been breaking himself."

Opening it, she read:

"Your house was entered about five o'clock this afternoon. Tea-set and
sable coat missing."

II

The next evening at seven o'clock, Holland stepped out of the train on
the Hillsborough station. He wore a long fur-coat, for the morning had
been bitterly cold in New York, and though the snow was now falling in
small close flakes, the temperature had not risen appreciably, and a
wild wind was blowing.

He looked about for the figure of McFarlane, for he had telegraphed the
old man to meet him at the train with a trap, but there was no one to be
seen. The station, which in summer on the arrival of the express was a
busy scene with well dressed women and well-kept horses, was now utterly
deserted except for one native who had charge of the mails.

"Hullo, Harris," Geoffrey sung out. "Is McFarlane here for me?"

"Ain't seen him. Guess it's too stormy for the old man," Harris replied
dropping the mail bag into his wagon.

"Then you've got to drive me out."

"What, all the way to your place? No, sir, I guess it is too stormy for
me, too."

But Geoffrey at last, by the promise of three times what the trip was
worth, induced Harris to change his mind. He stepped into the mail cart,
and having stopped at the post-office to leave the bag, and at the
stable to change the cart for a sleigh, they finally set out on their
five-mile drive.

"Guess you come up to see about Mr. May's house being robbed?" Harris
hazarded before they had gone far.

"You're a nice lot, aren't you?" returned Geoffrey. "Five robberies and
not a motion to catch the thief!"

"Oh, I dunno, I dunno, there is a big reward out to-day," said Harris,
divided between pride in the notoriety and shame at the lawlessness of
his native town.

"Yes, but not by any of you."

"Well, the boys did talk some of a vigilance committee