Or

—eh, man? Speak!” he continued rap-
idly, his utterance somewhat thick. “What
have you here? Unfasten this cloak, some
one!”

Thunderstruck, and taken completely
by surprise—for the doorway was filled
with faces—the party in the room fell.
back a step. Simon mechanically laid the i
boy down, but still maintained his position. ngs “
by him. Nor did the Puritan » thoughche ao
found himself thus abruptly challenged DL
one who seemed to be able to make good EY 3
his words, lose a jot of his grim Eee
He was aware of no wrong he had done.)
His conscience was clear.

“They are not oldie your excel ;

said briskly. “ Four of them live here,/( C
and the other two are honest men fi om:
Bradford.”