So I made
up my mind to do as he bid me for the nonce, and then have done with
him.
'By this time we were in or about a mile from the road, and we got over
a low rising ground, and back nor forward, nor no way could we see
anything but the moor; and I stopped all of a sudden, and says I, "We're
far enough, I'll go no further."
'"Good," says Mr. Archer; "but let's go yonder, where the stones are--we
can sit as we talk--for I'm tired."
'There was half-a-dozen white stones there by the side of one of these
black tarns. We none of us talked much on that walk over the moor. We
had enough to think of, each of us, I dare say.
'"This will do," says Mr. Archer, stopping beside the pool; but he did
not sit, though the stones were there. "Now, Glascock, here I am, with
the price of my horse in my pocket; what do you want?"
'Well, when it came to the point so sudden, Glascock looked a bit shy,
and hung his head, and rowled his shoulders, and shuffled his feet a
bit, thinking what he'd say.
'"Hang it, man; what are you afraid of? we're friends," says Mr. Archer,
cheerfully.
'"Surely, Sir," says Glascock, "I did not mean aught else.
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