a coin, which, though counterfeit, he would probably have managed to

d not leave the premises, but posted himself at a window, slightly open, of the room in which the widow recei

thought the tramp. "I'll

followed at a little distance. Not far from the squire's handsom

n'," he sai

on the unprepossessing figure, he instinctively put

he demanded a

ou needn't fear for you

llow! I can do n

see abo

e?" asked Squire D

t some business with you

aid Davenport, anxious to get rid

I want to leav

nothin

y. "I want to speak to you about the hus

y! Why, he is dead!" ejacul

ou know whether he

belie

o talk about. You'd b

ne of the tramp, and Squire Dave

see Mrs. Barclay about

hink you'd bett

y had reached th

" he said

oom, and his rough visitor followed him. By the lig

see you befo

ably

ss we can have together. I am

let was found in his pocket, and in that wallet was a promissory note for a th

d it was lost, yet here, after some years, appeared a man who knew of it. As Mr. Barclay had been reticent about his business affairs,

nge and improbable story?" asked

he tramp promptly. "The note wa

admitting for a moment

n my pocket at

r of the apartment, and stared in open-eyed

is father hastily. "This man

uire?" asked the tram

te a youn

her have with such a cad?

theless, at being take