ords, and another thing to
apply the remedy in deeds. The kind-hearted lawyer helped them with a
suggestion. "Perhaps you think of making your escape with the child, and
taking refuge abroad?"

Mrs. Linley eagerly accepted the hint. "The first train to-morrow
morning starts at half-past seven," she said. "We might catch some
foreign steamer that sails from the east coast of Scotland."

Mrs. Presty, keeping a wary eye on Mr. Sarrazin, was not quite so
ready as her daughter in rushing at conclusions. "I am afraid," she
acknowledged, "our worthy friend sees some objection. What is it?"

"I don't presume to offer a positive opinion, ma'am; but I think Mr.
Linley and his lawyer have their suspicions. Plainly speaking, I am
afraid spies are set to watch us already."

"Impossible!"

"You shall hear. I travel second-class; one saves money and one finds
people to talk to--and at what sacrifice? Only a hard cushion to sit
on! In the same carriage with me there was a very conversable person--a
smart young man with flaming red hair. When we took the omnibus at your
station here, all the passengers got out in the town except two. I was
one exception, and the smart young man was the other. When I stopped
at your gate, the omnibus went on a few yards, and set down my
fellow-traveler at the village inn. My profession makes me sly. I waited
a little before I rang your bell; and, when I could do it without being
seen, I crossed the road, and had a look at the inn. There is a moon
to-night; I was very careful. The young man didn't see me. But I saw a
head of flaming hair, and a pair of amiable blue eyes, over the blind of
a window; and it happened to be the one window of the inn which commands
a full view of your gate. Mere suspicion, you will say! I can't deny it,
and yet I have my reasons for suspecting. Before I left London, one of
my clerks followed me in a great hurry to the terminus, and caught me
as I was opening the carriage door. 'We have just made a discovery,' he
said; 'you and Mrs. Linley are to be reckoned up.' Reckoned up is, if
you please, detective English for being watched. My clerk might have
repeated a false report, of course. And my fellow-traveler might have
come all the way from London to look out of the window of an inn, in a
Cumberland village. What do you think yourselves?"

It seemed to be easier to dispute the law than to dispute Mr. Sarrazin's
conclusions.

"Suppose I choose to travel abroad, and to tak