is head that Sam was guilty,
that he was at any rate a thoroughly bad fellow who should be turned
out of the Brattle nest, and that no kindness was due to him. With
the farmer, however, Mr. Fenwick did prevail, and then the parson
became the other bondsman himself. He had been strongly advised,--by
Gilmore, by Gilmore's uncle, the prebendary at Salisbury, and by
others,--not to put himself forward in this position. The favour
which he had shown to the young man had not borne good results
either for the young man or for himself; and it would be unwise,--so
said his friends,--to subject his own name to more remark than
was necessary. He had so far assented as to promise not to come
forward himself, if other bailsmen could be procured. But, when the
difficulty came, he offered himself, and was, of necessity, accepted.

When Sam was released, he was like a caged animal who, when liberty
is first offered to him, does not know how to use it. He looked
about him in the hall of the Court House, and did not at first seem
disposed to leave it. The constable had asked him whether he had
means of getting home, to which he replied, that "it wasn't no more
than a walk." Dinner was offered to him by the constable, but this he
refused, and then he stood glaring about him. After a while Gilmore
and Fenwick came up to him, and the Squire was the first to speak.
"Brattle," he said, "I hope you will now go home, and remain there
working with your father for the present."

"I don't know nothing about that," said the lad, not deigning to look
at the Squire.

"Sam, pray go home at once," said the parson. "We have done what we
could for you, and you should not oppose us."

"Mr. Fenwick, if you tells me to go to--to--to,"--he was going to
mention some very bad place, but was restrained by the parson's
presence,--"if you tells me to go anywheres, I'll go."

"That's right. Then I tell you to go to the mill."

"I don't know as father'll let me in," said he, almost breaking into
sobs as he spoke.

"That he will, heartily. Do you tell him that you had a word or two
with me here, and that I'll come up and call on him to-morrow." Then
he put his hand into his pocket, and whispering something, offered
the lad money. But Sam turned away, and shook his head, and walked
off. "I don't believe that that fellow had any more to do with it
than you or I," said Fenwick.

"I don't know what to believe," said Gilmore. "Have you heard that
the Marquis i