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〃He can't sleep there； ma'am。 Don't you know that the key of the door was lost last week； and we cannot open it？〃
〃So much the better。 He'll be all the safer。〃
〃But how is he to get in？〃
〃To get in？ Why； through my room； of course。 Doesn't mine open to it； stupid？〃
〃Oh； well； ma'am； if you would like him to go through yours； that's different。〃
〃Why shouldn't he go through？ Do you suppose I mind young Dick Hare？ Not I； indeed；〃 she irascibly continued。 〃I only wish he was young enough for me to flog him as I used to； that's all。 He deserves it as much as anybody ever did； playing the fool； as he has done； in all ways。 I shall be in bed； with the curtains drawn； and his passing through won't harm me； and my lying there won't harm him。 Stand on ceremony with Dick Hare！ What next； I wonder？〃
Joyce made no reply to this energetic speech； but at once retired to prepare the room for Richard。 Miss Carlyle soon followed。 Having made everything ready； Joyce returned。
〃The room is ready； sir；〃 she whispered； 〃and all the household are in bed。〃
〃Then now's your time； Richard。 Good…night。〃
He stole upstairs after Joyce； who piloted him through the room of Miss Carlyle。 Nothing could be seen of that lady； though something might be heard； one given to truth more than politeness might have called it snoring。 Joyce showed Richard his chamber； gave him the candle； and closed the door upon him。
Poor hunted Richard； good…night to you。
CHAPTER XXX。
BARBARA'S HEART AT REST。
Morning dawned。 The same dull weather； the same heavy fall of snow。 Miss Carlyle took her breakfast in bed； an indulgence she had not favored for ever so many years。 Richard Hare rose； but remained in his chamber； and Joyce carried his breakfast in to him。
Mr。 Carlyle entered whilst he was taking it。 〃How did you sleep； Richard？〃
〃I slept well。 I was so dead tired。 What am I to do next； Mr。 Carlyle？ The sooner I get away from here the better。 I can't feel safe。〃
〃You must not think of it before evening。 I am aware that you cannot remain here； save for a few temporary hours； as it would inevitably become known to the servants。 You say you think of going to Liverpool or Manchester？〃
〃To any large town； they are all alike to me； but one pursued as I am is safer in a large place than a small one。〃
〃I am inclined to think that this man； Thorn； only made a show of threatening you； Richard。 If he be really the guilty party； his policy must be to keep all in quietness。 The very worst thing that could happen for him； would be your arrest。〃
〃Then why molest me？ Why send an officer to dodge me？〃
〃He did not like your molesting him； and he thought he would probably frighten you。 After that day you would probably have seen no more of the officer。 You may depend upon one thing； Richard； had the policeman's object been to take you； he would have done so； not have contented himself with following you about from place to place。 Besides when a detective officer is employed to watch a party； he takes care not to allow himself to be seen； now this man showed himself to you more than once。〃
〃Yes； there's a good deal in all that；〃 observed Richard。 〃For； to one in his class of life； the bare suspicion of such a crime； brought against him； would crush him forever in the eyes of his compeers。〃
〃It is difficult to me Richard； to believe that he is in the class of life you speak of；〃 observed Mr。 Carlyle。
〃There's no doubt about it； there's none indeed。 But that I did not much like to mention the name； for it can't be a pleasant name to you； I should have said last night who I have seen him walking with；〃 continued simple…hearted Richard。
Mr。 Carlyle looked inquiringly。 〃Richard say on。〃
〃I have seen him； sir； with Sir Francis Levison； twice。 Once he was talking to him at the door of the betting…rooms； and once they were walking arm…in…arm。 They are apparently upon intimate terms。〃
At this moment a loud； flustering； angry voice was heard calling from the stairs； and Richard leaped up as if he had been shot。 His door not the one leading to the room of Miss Carlyleopened upon the corridor； and the voice sounded close； just as if its owner were coming in with a hound。 It was the voice of Mr。 Justice Hare。
〃Carlyle； where are you？ Here's a pretty thing happened！ Come down！〃
Mr。 Carlyle for once in his life lost his calm equanimity； and sprang to the door； to keep it against invasion； as eagerly as Richard could have done。 He forgot that Joyce had said the door was safely locked； and the key mislaid。 As to Richard； he rushed on his hat and his black whiskers； and hesitated between under the bed and inside the wardrobe。
〃Don't agitate yourself； Richard；〃 whispered Mr。 Carlyle； 〃there is no real danger。 I will go and keep him safely。〃
But when Mr。 Carlyle got through his sister's bedroom； he found that lady had taken the initiative； and was leaning over the balustrades； having been arrested in the process of dressing。 Her clothes were on； but her nightcap was not off； little cared she； however； who saw her nightcap。
〃What on earth brings you up in this weather？〃 began she； in a tone of exasperation。
〃I want to see Carlyle。 Nice news I have had！〃
〃What about？ Anything concerning Anne； or her family？〃
〃Anne be bothered；〃 replied the justice； who was from some cause； in a furious temper。 〃It concerns that precious rascal； who I am forced to call son。 I am told he is here。〃
Down the stairs leaped Mr。 Carlyle； four at a time； wound his arm within Mr。 Hare's； and led him to a sitting…room。
〃Good…morning； justice。 You had courage to venture up through the snow！ What is the matter； you seem excited。〃
〃Excited？〃 raved the justice； dancing about the room； first on one leg； then on the other； like a cat upon hot bricks； 〃so you would be excited； if your life were worried out； as mine is； over a wicked scamp of a son。 Why can't folks trouble their heads about their own business； and let my affairs alone？ A pity but what he was hung； and the thing done with！〃
〃But what has happened？〃 questioned Mr。 Carlyle。
〃Why this has happened；〃 retorted the justice； throwing a letter on the table。 〃The post brought me this； just nowand pleasant information it gives。〃
Mr。 Carlyle took up the note and read it。 It purported to be from 〃a friend〃 to Justice Hare； informing that gentleman that his 〃criminal son〃 was likely to have arrived at West Lynne； or would arrive in the course of a day or so； and it recommended Mr。 Hare to speed his departure from it； lest he should be pounced upon。
〃This letter is anonymous！〃 exclaimed Mr。 Carlyle。
〃Of course it is；〃 stamped the justice。
〃The only notice /I/ should ever take of an anonymous letter would be to put it in the fire；〃 cried Mr。 Carlyle； his lip curling with scorn。
〃But who has written it？〃 danced Justice Hare。 〃And /is/ Dick at West Lynnethat's the question。〃
〃Now； is it likely that he should come to West Lynne？〃 remonstrated Mr。 Carlyle。 〃Justice； will you pardon me； if I venture to give you my candid opinion。〃
〃The fool at West Lynne； running into the very jaws of death！ By Jupiter！ If I can drop upon him； I'll retain him in custody； and make out a w