"Well said, John Hobby, you are a true man," exclaimed Paul. "To my mind none of you will have to lose a day's work. I don't make promises for other people, but my opinion is that a generous, open-handed man like the captain would not let a fellow suffer for being true to him." "Hurrah! I will not lift an axe against another tree in this place till the captain orders me," cried Hobby. "Nor I, nor I, nor I," answered others. The whole party with one accord, headed by Paul Gauntlett, marched off the ground, leaving four or five trees where they lay, with their branches still attached to them. There seemed no probability of more of the timber of Stanmore being felled that day, or perhaps for some days to come. We must now return to Mr. Thornborough's house in London. Mabel was staying with her godfather and his kind sister. After she had obtained the King's signature for his pardon, though feeling certain that he would be released, her nerves at length gave way, and she was utterly unable to accompany Mr. Kyffin, as she wished to do, to carry the pardon down to him. She therefore returned to Mr. Thornborough's house, while Mr. Kyffin again went down the banks of the Thames to the prison ship. Mr. Kyffin had a double reason for haste. He was less anxious, possibly, than Mabel, on account of Harry's safety, for he felt sure that that was secured; but the next day had been fixed for the trial of Silas Sleech, and he wished to obtain his ward's evidence, without which he foresaw that the conviction of the culprit was very uncertain. Harry could scarcely believe that he was at liberty, though he saw the prison door open, and his guardian, accompanied by the governor of the prison and other officials who had come to set him at liberty. They were soon on shore, and at the inn where Mr. Kyffin had left his carriage. He had thoughtfully brought a suit of clothes for Harry, who, with a satisfaction which can be best understood by those who have suffered as he had done, having gone through a thorough ablution, once more dressed himself as a gentleman. He was pale, but in other respects greatly improved. His figure was fuller, and his appearance more manly. His arrival in court, in time to secure Silas Sleech's conviction, has already been described. Mabel was all day in a state of nervous agitation. Frequently when Mrs. Barbara addressed her she scarcely understood what was said. When she took up a book, her eyes ran over the pages without reading a line. She tried to work, but her fingers refused to move. Mrs. Barbara observed her state. "Poor girl," she thought, "how wonderful it is that she should love that young man so much." A carriage stopped at the door. She endeavoured to rise, but found it impossible to move. She drew her breath quickly. The door opened, and a middle-aged gentleman entered. She lifted up her head. In an instant she was in his arms.