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  ’Who?’saidStockdale。

  ’Latimer,theriding-officer,andsomeassistantofhis。Wehadbettergoindoors。’

  Theyenteredthehouse,andLizzyboltedthedoor。’Pleasedon’tgetalight,Mr。Stockdale,’shesaid。

  ’OfcourseIwillnot,’saidhe。

  ’Ithoughtyoumightbeonthesideoftheking,’saidLizzy,withfaintestsarcasm。

  ’Iam,’saidStockdale。’But,LizzyNewberry,Iloveyou,andyouknowitperfectlywell;andyououghttoknow,ifyoudonot,whatI

  havesufferedinmyconscienceonyouraccounttheselastfewdays!’

  ’Iguessverywell,’shesaidhurriedly。’YetIdon’tseewhy。Ah,youarebetterthanI!’

  Thetrottingofthehorsesseemedtohaveagaindiedaway,andthepairoflistenerstouchedeachother’sfingersinthecold’Good-

  night’ofthosewhomsomethingseriouslydivided。Theywereonthelanding,butbeforetheyhadtakenthreestepsapart,thetrampofthehorsemensuddenlyrevived,almostclosetothehouse。Lizzyturnedtothestaircasewindow,openedthecasementaboutaninch,andputherfaceclosetotheaperture。’Yes,oneof’emisLatimer,’shewhispered。’Healwaysridesawhitehorse。Onewouldthinkitwasthelastcolourforamaninthatline。’

  Stockdalelooked,andsawthewhiteshapeoftheanimalasitpassedby;butbeforetheridershadgoneanothertenyards,Latimerreinedinhishorse,andsaidsomethingtohiscompanionwhichneitherStockdalenorLizzycouldhear。Itsdriftwas,however,soonmadeevident,fortheothermanstoppedalso;andsharplyturningthehorses’headstheycautiouslyretracedtheirsteps。WhentheywereagainoppositeMrs。Newberry’sgarden,Latimerdismounted,andthemanonthedarkhorsedidthesame。

  LizzyandStockdale,intentlylisteningandobservingtheproceedings,naturallyputtheirheadsascloseaspossibletotheslitformedbytheslightlyopenedcasement;andthusitoccurredthatatlasttheircheekscamepositivelyintocontact。Theywentonlistening,asiftheydidnotknowofthesingularincidentwhichhadhappenedtotheirfaces,andthepressureofeachtoeachratherincreasedthanlessenedwiththelapseoftime。

  Theycouldheartheexcisemensniffingtheairlikehoundsastheypacedslowlyalong。Whentheyreachedthespotwherethetubhadburst,bothstoppedontheinstant。

  ’Ay,ay,’tisquitestronghere,’saidthesecondofficer。’Shallweknockatthedoor?’

  ’Well,no,’saidLatimer。’Maybethisisonlyatricktoputusoffthescent。Theywouldn’tkickupthisstinkanywhereneartheirhiding-place。Ihaveknownsuchthingsbefore。’

  ’Anyhow,thethings,orsomeof’em,musthavebeenbroughtthisway,’saidtheother。

  ’Yes,’saidLatimermusingly。’Unless’tisalldonetotoleusthewrongway。Ihaveamindthatwegohomeforto-nightwithoutsayingaword,andcomethefirstthinginthemorningwithmorehands。Iknowtheyhavestoragesabouthere,butwecandonothingbythisowl’slight。Wewilllookroundtheparishandseeifeverybodyisinbed,John;andifallisquiet,wewilldoasI

  say。’

  Theywenton,andthetwoinsidethewindowcouldhearthempassingleisurelythroughthewholevillage,thestreetofwhichcurvedroundatthebottomandenteredtheturnpikeroadatanotherjunction。Thiswaytheexcisemenfollowed,andtheambleoftheirhorsesdiedquiteaway。

  ’Whatwillyoudo?’saidStockdale,withdrawingfromhisposition。

  Sheknewthathealludedtothecomingsearchbytheofficers,todivertherattentionfromtheirowntenderincidentbythecasement,whichhewishedtobepassedoverasathingratherdreamtofthandone。’O,nothing,’shereplied,withasmuchcoolnessasshecouldcommandunderherdisappointmentathismanner。’Weoftenhavesuchstormsasthis。Youwouldnotbefrightenedifyouknewwhatfoolstheyare。Fancyridingo’horsebackthroughtheplace:ofcoursetheywillhearandseenobodywhiletheymakethatnoise;buttheyarealwaysafraidtogetoff,incasesomeofourfellowsshouldburstoutupon’em,andtiethemuptothegate-post,astheyhavedonebeforenow。Good-night,Mr。Stockdale。’

  Sheclosedthewindowandwenttoherroom,whereatearfellfromhereyes;andthatnotbecauseofthealertnessoftheriding-

  officers。

  Stockdalewassoexcitedbytheeventsoftheevening,andthedilemmathathewasplacedinbetweenconscienceandlove,thathedidnotsleep,orevendoze,butremainedasbroadlyawakeasatnoonday。Assoonasthegreylightbegantotoucheversofaintlythewhiterobjectsinhisbedroomhearose,dressedhimself,andwentdownstairsintotheroad。

  Thevillagewasalreadyastir。Severalofthecarriershadheardthewell-knowntrampofLatimer’shorsewhiletheywereundressinginthedarkthatnight,andhadalreadycommunicatedwitheachotherandOwlettonthesubject。Theonlydoubtseemedtobeaboutthesafetyofthosetubswhichhadbeenleftunderthechurchgallery-

  stairs,andafterashortdiscussionatthecornerofthemill,itwasagreedthattheseshouldberemovedbeforeitgotlighter,andhiddeninthemiddleofadoublehedgeborderingtheadjoiningfield。However,beforeanythingcouldbecarriedintoeffect,thefootstepsofmanymenwereheardcomingdownthelanefromthehighway。

  ’Damnit,heretheybe,’saidOwlett,who,havingalreadydrawnthehatchandstartedhismillfortheday,stoodstolidlyatthemill-

  doorcoveredwithflour,asiftheinterestofhiswholesoulwasboundupintheshakingwallsaroundhim。

  Thetwoorthreewithwhomhehadbeentalkingdispersedtotheirusualwork,andwhentheexciseofficers,andtheformidablebodyofmentheyhadhired,reachedthevillagecross,betweenthemillandMrs。Newberry’shouse,thevillageworethenaturalaspectofaplacebeginningitsmorninglabours。

  ’Now,’saidLatimertohisassociates,whonumberedthirteenmeninall,’whatIknowisthatthethingsaresomewhereinthishereplace。Wehavegotthedaybeforeus,and’tishardifwecan’tlightupon’emandget’emtoBudmouthCustom-housebeforenight。

  Firstwewilltrythefuel-houses,andthenwe’llworkourwayintothechimmers,andthentothericksandstables,andsocreepround。

  Youhavenothingbutyournosestoguideye,mind,souse’emto-dayifyouneverdidinyourlivesbefore。’

  Thenthesearchbegan。Owlett,duringtheearlypart,watchedfromhismill-window,Lizzyfromthedoorofherhouse,withthegreatestself-possession。Afarmerdownbelow,whoalsohadashareintherun,rodeaboutwithoneeyeonhisfieldsandtheotheronLatimerandhismyrmidons,preparedtoputthemoffthescentifheshouldbeaskedaquestion。Stockdale,whowasnosmuggleratall,feltmoreanxietythantheworstofthem,andwentabouthisstudieswithaheavyheart,comingfrequentlytothedoortoaskLizzysomequestionorotherontheconsequencestoherofthetubsbeingfound。

  ’Theconsequences,’shesaidquietly,’aresimplythatIshalllose’em。AsIhavenoneinthehouseorgarden,theycan’ttouchmepersonally。’

  ’Butyouhavesomeintheorchard?’

  ’Owlettrentsthatofme,andhelendsittoothers。Soitwillbehardtosaywhoputanytubsthereiftheyshouldbefound。’

  TherewasneversuchatremendoussniffingknownasthatwhichtookplaceinNether-Moyntonparishanditsvicinitythisday。Allwasdonemethodically,andmostlyonhandsandknees。Atdifferenthoursofthedaytheyhaddifferentplans。Fromdaybreaktobreakfast-timetheofficersusedtheirsenseofsmellinadirectandstraightforwardmanneronly,pausingnowherebutatsuchplacesasthetubsmightbesupposedtobesecretedinatthatverymoment,pendingtheirremovalonthefollowingnight。AmongtheplacestestedandexaminedwereHollowtreesCupboardsCulvertsPotato-gravesClock-casesHedgerowsFuel-housesChimney-fluesFaggot-ricksBedroomsRainwater-buttsHaystacksApple-loftsPigstiesCoppersandovens。

  Afterbreakfasttheyrecommencedwithrenewedvigour,takinganewline;thatistosay,directingtheirattentiontoclothesthatmightbesupposedtohavecomeincontactwiththetubsintheirremovalfromtheshore,suchgarmentsbeingusuallytaintedwiththespirit,owingtoitsoozingbetweenthestaves。Theynowsniffedat-

  Smock-frocksSmiths’andshoemakers’apronsOldshirtsandwaistcoatsKnee-napsandhedging-glovesCoatsandhatsTarpaulinsBreechesandleggingsMarket-cloaksWomen’sshawlsandgownsScarecrowsAndassoonasthemid-daymealwasover,theypushedtheirsearchintoplaceswherethespiritsmighthavebeenthrownawayinalarm:-

  Horse-pondsMixensSinksinyardsStable-drainsWetditchesRoad-scrapings,andCinder-heapsCesspoolsBack-doorgutters。

  Butstilltheseindefatigableexcisemendiscoverednothingmorethantheoriginaltell-talesmellintheroadoppositeLizzy’shouse,whichevenyethadnotpassedoff。

  ’I’lltellyewhatitis,men,’saidLatimer,aboutthreeo’clockintheafternoon,’wemustbeginoveragain。FindthemtubsIwill。’

  Themen,whohadbeenhiredfortheday,lookedattheirhandsandknees,muddywithcreepingonallfourssofrequently,andrubbedtheirnoses,asiftheyhadalmosthadenoughofit;forthequantityofbadairwhichhadpassedintoeachone’snostrilhadrendereditnearlyasinsensibleasaflue。However,afteramoment’shesitation,theypreparedtostartanew,exceptthree,whosepowerofsmellhadquitesuccumbedundertheexcessivewearandtearoftheday。

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