of equality with men of position. At least this was what I thought. He paid no attention to me, save to give me one glance, and when he had finished his story said he must move on. "Stay till even', Uncle Anthony," said the innkeeper, "do 'ee now. A passel of people will be comin'." "No," replied Uncle Anthony, "I have promised to be twelve miles away by to-night, so I mus' be goin'." "Tich yer 'arp afore you go, Uncle," pleaded the innkeeper. "I sha'ant, I tell 'ee," replied Anthony. A number of coins were thrown to the droll, and then shouldering his harp he left the inn. "'Ee's a cure es Uncle Anthony," said the innkeeper, turning to me; "'ee es for sure, sur." "Who is he?" I asked. "He does not seem like a common droll." "He ed'n for sure, sur. I've 'eerd that Uncle do come of a rich family, but law, you ca'ant git nothin' from un. Everybody es glad to zee un. He's a clain off zinger, and can play butiful, 'ee can. Which way ded you cum then, sur, makin' sa bould." "From southward," I replied. "Far, sur?" "From Truro." "Aw, I thot you wos a bit of a furriner. I cud zee you ded'n belong to thaise paarts. Goin' fur, sur?" "Probably to Bodmin town," I replied, for I did not feel like taking the talkative innkeeper into my confidence. "Aw, Uncle Anthony es well knawed in thais paarts, 'ee es for sure. And 'ee d' knaw a lot too. Wot Uncle doan knaw ed'n much use to nobody." I stayed at the inn till late in the afternoon, during which time I plied the innkeeper with many questions, but I learnt nothing about the Killigrews more than I had hitherto discovered; then I mounted Chestnut and rode towards Endellion, in which parish the maid Nancy Molesworth lived. I could not help noticing what a pretty spot Wadebridge was as I rode over the bridge, after which the town was called. The tide was high, and several good-sized vessels lay at the riverside. But I had naught to do with them, so stopping only to take a glance at the river as it broadened out towards Padstow, and again in the other direction as its waters lapped the banks near the little village of Egloshayle, I rode on towards St. Minver.