it? I've been laid up with a
cold, and seen and heard nothing, but I fancy that's right."

"I suppose he'll do pretty well, but he's not the right man to come
after you. However, I am powerless now."

"Yes, order is safe again. By the way, I hear your friends made a little
disturbance last night."

"Oh, yes; that headstrong fellow Todd. We can never hold him. It came to
nothing, I suppose?"

"They arrested him, you know. But, Medland, I doubt----"

The driver turned round suddenly.

"Did you say Medland, sir?" he asked the Chief Justice. "Is this
gentleman Mr. Medland?"

"What, didn't you know me?"

"No, sir; I'm only just out from England. But, if you're Mr. Medland,
don't you know, sir--begging your pardon--what's happened about Todd?"

"No; what?"

"There's a fine row up at the prison, sir. Two or three thousand of 'em
went up there this morning to take him out, and the Governor's up there
with the Volunteers, and they say there's going to be a big fight
and----"

"The fools!" exclaimed Medland. "I must go, Chief Justice."

"Why, what can you do?"

"Stop it, of course. Here, drive to the prison--drive like fury.
Good-bye, Chief Justice. Come and see me soon. Get on, man, get on!"

The old horse was whipped up unmercifully, and the Chief Justice watched
Medland disappear in a cloud of dust. He took off his hat to wipe his
brow. Two little fragments of the white paper which Medland scattered
had settled upon it.

"Poof!" The Chief Justice blew them off and they fluttered down on the
grass. He stooped and picked up the larger bit. If he had looked at it,
he would have read "Good-bye"; but he did not. The amber end of his
cigarette-tube was loose: he unscrewed it, twisted the little bit of
paper round the screw, and fitted the end on again.

"Capital!" said the Chief Justice. "It might have been made for it. Poor
old Medland!"

CHAPTER XXX.

THE END OF A TUMULT.

"Stop!" he shouted; "stop!" and, taking advantage of the momentary
pause, he made his way to the Governor.

"Let me speak to them, sir," he said; "I think I can bring them to
reason."

But Lord Eynesford's spirit was roused.

"I must request you to leave the matter to me, Mr. Medland," he answered
stiffly. "They have had their opportunity of submitting to the law
peaceably, and they have chosen to disregard it."

"If you will give me five minutes, sir," said Medland very humbly. He
loved the rough fellows who were acting