"Yes; I met him at the East," answered Burns. "Since you have said so much, you must say more. I am a cousin of Mr. Ames, and if you know anything unfavorable of the boy it is your duty to tell me." "I have nothing against the boy, and would prefer not to speak." "I insist upon your doing it." "It is only this. When I knew him he was employed in a store. He was trusted, as he appears to be here. One night the store was robbed, that is some money disappeared, and the boy claimed it was broken into by thieves, who took the money, whereas he took it himself." "That seems bad. Was it proved that he took the money?" "Yes. That's why he was compelled to leave the place. That is why he is now in Oreville." "Did you come here to expose him?" "No; I didn't know he was here. I was very much taken by surprise when I saw him in the store." "This is important, if true. Mr. Ames ought to be informed." "Don't tell him while I am here. The boy is very revengeful, and he might try to do me an injury." "Are you afraid of a boy?" "I am a man of peace. I don't want to get into any difficulty." "I suppose you wonder that I am sitting here while others are at work." "Well, it did cross my mind." "My spine is affected. I look well, but I cannot walk. I hope to be better after a while, but at present I am comparatively helpless." "Can't I help you?" "You may go into the cabin, and bring me a bottle of medicine which you will find in the cupboard." Burns entered the cabin gladly. He thought that he might find something worth taking. On the wall, hanging from a nail, was a gold watch. It was too good a chance to be lost. It might or it might not be valuable, but at any rate it was worth something. So, while securing the bottle, Burns slyly possessed himself of the watch, which he slipped into his inside breast pocket. "Here is the bottle, sir," he said, meekly. "Thank you. Now bring a spoon, which you will find on the table." Burns did so. "Now pour out a teaspoonful, which I will take." "I am glad to be of service to you. Don't you want a kind attendant, while you are sick, to take care of you?" "There would not be enough for you to do. I have a son at work in the mines who is here morning and night, and he gives me all the care I require." "I am sorry to hear that," thought Burns. "The son may be dangerous." "Then, sir, I will bid you good-by. I will pray for your recovery." "Thank you. The prayers of the righteous avail much. Are you righteous?" "It isn't for me to say, sir. I don't want to boast." "That is creditable to you. By the way, are you hungry?" "I haven't broken my fast since morning." "You will find some cold meat and a loaf of bread in the cupboard. It is plain, but if you are hungry you will enjoy it." "Thank you, sir. I will accept your kind invitation." Tom Burns was really hungry, and he did justice to the food offered him. When his lunch was over he came outside.