"As the Squire said yesterday, you know, Lee." "Yes, sir. I answered Jelf that it couldn't have been me that had gone talking to the Rymers, for I had not as much as seen them. Any way, he said, somebody had, for they knew of it, and Benjamin had gone off in consequence. Jelf's as cross over it as two sticks. It's his own fault; why did he tell me what wasn't true?" Lee went off--looking cross also. After breakfast I related this to the Squire. He didn't seem to like it, and walked about thinking. "Johnny, I can't stir in it, you see," he said presently. "If it got abroad, people might talk about compromising a felony, and all that sort of rubbish: and I am a magistrate. You must go. See Rymer: and make him understand--without telling him in so many words, you know--that there's nothing to fear from me, and he may call Ben back again. If the young man has begun to lead a new life, Heaven forbid that I, having sons myself, should be a stumbling-block in the way of it." It was striking twelve when I reached Timberdale. Margaret said her father was poorly, having gone out in the storm of the previous day and caught a chill. He was in the parlour alone, cowering over the fire. In the last few hours he seemed to have aged years. I shut the door. "What has happened?" I whispered. "I have come on purpose to ask you." "That which I have been dreading all along," he said in a quiet, hopeless tone. "Benjamin has run away. He got some information, it seems, from the landlord of the Plough and Harrow, and was off the next hour." "Well, now, the Squire sent me to you privately, Mr. Rymer, to say that Ben might come back again. He has nothing to fear." "The Squire knows it, then?" "Yes. Lee came up about it yesterday: Jelf had talked to him. Mr. Todhetley did not believe a word of it: he blew up Lee like anything for listening to such a tale; he means to blow up Jelf for repeating anything said by a vagabond like Cotton. Lee came round to his way of thinking. Indeed there's nothing to be afraid of. Jelf is eating his words. The Squire would not harm your son for the world." Rymer shook his head. He did not doubt the Squire's friendly feeling, but thought it was out of his hands. He told me all he knew about it. "Benjamin came to me yesterday morning in a great flurry, saying something was wrong, and he must absent himself. Was it about the bank-note, I asked--and it was the first time a syllable in regard to it had passed between us," broke off Rymer. "Jelf had given him a friendly hint of what had dropped from the man Cotton--you were in the shop that first day when he came in, Mr. Johnny--and Benjamin was alarmed. Before I had time to collect my thoughts, or say further, he was gone." "Where is he?" "I don't know. I went round at once to Jelf, and the man told me all. Jelf knows the truth; that is quite clear. He says he has spoken only to Lee; is sorry now for having done that, and he will hush it up as far as he can."