"Here it is!" I shouted triumphantly, handing it to Master Whitehead, and straightway I told them of my meeting with Increase Joyce, and how I secured the temporary possession of the filched document. "Now for the test," remarked Sir George when I had finished my tale, and straightway the three papers were placed side by side on the table, everyone crowding round to read what the joint document would reveal. The paper which I produced did not correspond with the others, and the lawyer twisted and turned them about for some considerable time. At length a puckered frown overspread his wizened face, and he beat upon the table with his fingers with the air of a man who has sustained a momentary check. "’To Beverley without ye gate on ye highway----’ that reads aright; but the next line doth not seem in keeping with the rest. How now, Sir George, if thy wits are as sharp as thy sword----" But Sir George Lee shook his head. "Troth!" he ejaculated, "if a man of law cannot frame the wording of a document, how can I, a country gentleman, hope to do it?" "Methinks I can help you," spoke a soft, sweet voice, and looking up I saw Mistress Felgate, who, hand in hand with her husband, had been a silent yet interested listener to the discussion. The lawyer rose, and with great courtesy placed his hand over his heart and bowed, yet his manner betokened a professional scorn for feminine advice. "At your service, madam." "Then begin with the bottommost line and read upwards." "’Whereas my sonne having trulie carried out mine desires----’" "Faith, sweetest, thy wits have proved better than the lawyer’s!" interrupted Felgate, bringing his fist down heavily on the table in his excitement. "’----Mine desires’" resumed Master Whitehead, receiving the interruption with a deprecatory cough, "’I doe hereby give full directions in soe that the treasures of mine house at Holwick may come to him by right. Digge IIJ feet down at XXXII paces from y^e west side of y^e wall, keeping in line II tall fir trees that doe lie without y^e gate on y^e highway to Beverley.’" "Nothing particularly difficult about these instructions," remarked my uncle. "I think so too," I replied; "and even now that villain Joyce may be making a second and possibly successful attempt to recover what is mine by rights. Indeed, from what he told me, he must have been very near the spot." "There is little time to be lost," replied Sir George. "My advice to you is that you travel hotfoot to Holwick, and leave nothing undone till you lay hands on the treasure. Would I were a score or so of years younger and I would bear you company with the greatest of pleasure." "I’ll start to-morrow!" I exclaimed resolutely. "I am with you, Aubrey," said Drake, grasping my hand. "And I cannot desert my old shipmates," added Felgate. "So I hoist the signal for permission to part company; and if my senior officer will comply, I’ll weigh anchor with you to-morrow."