being taken up."

"And I, Joey, do more; I fly from the wrath to come. You ask me what I
intend to do; I will answer you in the words of the catechism which I
used once to repeat, `to lead a new life, have a thankful remembrance of
Christ's death, and be in charity with all men.' I shall seek for
service; I care not how humble--it will be good enough. I will sift
cinders for brick-making, make bricks, do anything, as long as what I do
is honest."

"I am very glad to hear you say that, Mary," replied Joey, "for I was
always very fond of you."

"Yes, Joey, and you were the first who offered to do a kind thing for me
for a long while; I have never forgotten it, and this night I have done
something to repay it."

Nancy then entered into a detail of all that had passed between her and
Furness, of which Joey had been ignorant, and which proved to him what a
narrow escape he had had.

"I little thought you had done all this while I slept," replied Joey;
"but I am very grateful, Mary."

"I know you are, so say no more about it. You see, Joey, he gave me all
your history, and appears to believe that you committed the murder. I
do not believe it; I do not believe you would do such a thing, although
your gun might have gone off by accident."

"No, Mary, I did not do it, either on purpose or by accident; but you
must ask me no more questions, for if I were put on my trial, I should
not reveal the secret."

"Then I will never speak to you any more about it, if I can help it. I
have my own thoughts on the business, but now I drop it. It is nearly
daylight, and we have walked a good many miles; I shall not be sorry to
sit down and rest myself."

"Do you know how far we have to go before we come to any town, Mary?"

"We are not far from Maidstone; it is on our right, but it will be as
well not to go through so large a town so near to Gravesend. Besides,
some of the soldiers may know me. As soon as we come to a good place,
where we can find a drink of water, we will sit down and rest
ourselves."

About a mile further on they came to a small rivulet which crossed the
road.

"This will do, Joey," said Nancy; "now we'll sit down."

It was then daylight; they took their seats on their bundles as soon as
they had drunk from the stream.

"Now, Joey," said Mary (as we shall call her for the future), let us see
what money we have. Mrs Chopper put all she had in my hands; poor,
good old woman, bless her! Count it.