"I wouldn't want Martin to come on to it unexpected. 'Twould worry me to death." Eliza shuddered. "But you don't care about old Miss Webster," Jane observed with a laugh. "I never wished Miss Webster ill, goodness knows that," returned Eliza gravely. "None of us ever did 'cept Martin, an' he's got no business to. I s'pose he'd like nothin' better than to have her run across this thing. You don't s'pose there's any danger that she will, do you, Jane?" "Danger of her findin' it?" "No. I mean danger of her gettin' hurt with it," explained Eliza timidly. "Mercy, no. How could it harm her if it was wet?" "I dunno," whimpered Eliza. "I'm so scat of such things." "Well, it's certainly made us trouble enough!" put in Mary, with a sigh. "I've felt like a criminal ever since the thing came to light. It's seemed as if we'd never get rid of it." Jane smiled. "I know it," she said. "Who'd 'a' believed 'twould be so hard. When I think what we've been through tryin' to make way with it, I wonder folks ever are wicked. It's so much trouble. 'Tain't half as easy as it looks. You've got to have your wits about you every second. This affair's taught me that. Ain't I been all over the face of the earth tryin' to find a safe place to hide this pesky bag! First I tried the mountain. Then I was afraid the woodcutters might find it, so I had to cart it home again. Then it come to me to drive down to the river and dump it in. Anybody'd have said that was simple enough. But halfway there, I met Elias Barnes walkin' to the village, an' he asked for a ride. I s'pose he couldn't see why I couldn't take him in; I had an empty seat an' had often done it before, so I had to. But when he started lightin' up his pipe----" "What did you do, Jane?" cried Mary. "I guess I nearly screamed," answered Jane, laughing. "He looked some surprised; anyhow, I told him I just remembered somethin' I'd left behind, an' I drew up an' put him down quicker'n chain lightnin'. Then I turned round and drove off lickety-split for home, leaving him stock still in the middle of the road starin' after me." "You showed good nerve, Jane, I'll say that," Mary declared with open admiration. "Now if it had been me, I'd 'a' just given the whole thing away. I ain't no good at thinkin' quick." "Well, we ain't got to think about it any more, thank goodness," Jane exclaimed, rising from the grass and laying a hand on the bag. "Let's put an end to the whole thing now and go home. Take a holt of the other end, and we'll flop it in." "Wait!" Eliza protested, seized by a sudden idea. "Well." "You don't s'pose there'll be any danger 'bout the cows drinkin' here, do you?" Eliza inquired anxiously. "They do drink here, you know, and in the summer, when the water's low, they often wade right in. If they was to----" She stopped. "I never thought of that," Jane said in a discouraged tone. "Oh, my land, what are we going to do with it?"