’Mr. Tramplara was here!’ ’Yes, he were. He came down on vaither hard, and sed he were going to turn us out of our land, and tear down the Table, and send us out without home or ground of our own.’ ’This is strange. He did not come near West Wyke.’ ’I reckon not. He said as how he were going to turn the Squire and the young lady out as well. He said we might give ’em shelter under the Table for a bit till he knocked that all abroad too.’ ’Why did he go to Rayborough?’ ’I reckon he were searching after some mine. But I don’t know. He scared vaither pretty smart; but he got vaither at last as meek he would do anything he were axed. Then Tramplara made ’n come along of he on to the moors, and I seed mun no more.’ ’Joyce, I hope to save West Wyke for Mr. Battishill, and that is why I am going to Launceston. If I succeed, then you also will be safe from disturbance. Your Table will not then be thrown down.’ ’Squire won’t hurt of us—t’ I know by; he never did nobody harm, he.’ ’Then, Joyce, you understand, I shall not return till the day after to-morrow, and you must let the doctor or Miss Battishill attend to your arms.’ ’I won’t.’ ’But you must. I tell you I cannot be here.’ ’You may go.’ ’Thank you for giving me my furlough,’ he said with a smile. ’But, as you see, when I am absent you will have to be attended by some one else.’ ’Neither vaither, nor doctor, nor Miss Cicely shan’t touch me, not by the blue blazes. I tell’y you may go, and my arms shall bide as they be. They won’t take no hurt, I shan’t do nort to ’em till you comes back. There, that’s settled.’ Herring informed Mr. Battishill and Cicely of his meditated expedition to Launceston to see Mr. Trampleasure. He told them that he was in hopes of bringing him to another mind about the mortgages, but he did not enter into the particulars of his scheme, nor did he tell them what he had learned from Joyce relative to Mr. Trampleasure’s visit the day before and exploration of Upaver. Herring conjectured that the old man had seen the ore brought up from the mine recently opened, and was eager by foreclosing to secure it for himself, having formed a high opinion of its value. Herring went again that evening to Upaver and explored the workings, taking with him one of the labourers Mr. Battishill had employed on it. The man was familiar with mines, and was confident that the lode was good. The ’shode’ had led to as beautiful a ’bunch’ as a man might hope to see in a lifetime. A fortune was to be made at Upaver. To his surprise, Herring learned from the man that though Mr. Trampleasure had passed the workings, he had not paid them any attention, but had gone further up the glen. But then, as the miner said, with a jerk of the chin, there was nothing lying about which might lead any one to suspect what was below. All the samples were buried or hidden in the gorse brakes.