“This is serious,” said Sir John Westlake, “and cannot be allowed.  Have you any ropes here by which we can assist him from the pit?  Don’t be alarmed, my man, for if there be a dead body in the pit, it can’t harm you.  Take your time quietly and easily, and you will assuredly get out.”

“Aye,” said the baron, “the more haste, the worst speed, is an English proverb, and in this case it will be fully exemplified.  This man would easily leave the pit, if he would have the patience, with care and quietness, to clamber up its sides.”

It would appear that Davis felt the truth of these exhortations, for although he trembled excessively, he did begin to make some progress in his ascent, and get so high, that Mr. Leek was enabled to get hold of his hand, and give him a little assistance, so that, in another minute or so, he was rescued from his situation, which was not one of peril, although it was certainly one of fright.

He trembled so excessively, and stuttered and stammered, that for some minutes no one could understand very well what he said; but at length, upon making himself intelligible, he exclaimed,—­

“There has been a murder! there has been a murder committed, and the body thrown into the ice pit.  I felt that I jumped down upon something soft, and when I put down my hand to feel what it was, it came across a dead man’s face, and then, of course, I called out.”

“You certainly did call out.”

“Yes, and so would anybody, I think, under such circumstances.  I suppose I shall be hung now, because I had charge of the house?”

“That did not strike me until this moment,” said the baron; “but if there be a dead body in that pit, it certainly places this man in a very awkward position.”

“What the deuce do you mean?” said Davis; “I don’t know no more about it than the child unborn.  There is a dead man in the ice-well, and that is all I know about it; but whether he has been there a long time, or a short time, I don’t know any more than the moon, so it’s no use bothering me about it.”

“My good man,” said the baron, “it would be very wrong indeed to impute to you any amount of criminality in this business, since you may be entirely innocent; and I, for one, believe that you are so, for I cannot think that any guilty man would venture into the place where he had put the body of his victim, in the way that you ventured into that pit.  I say I cannot believe it possible, and therefore I think you innocent, and will take care to see that no injustice is done you; but at the same time I cannot help adding, that I think, of course, you will find yourself suspected in some way.”

“I am very much obliged to you, sir,” said Davis; “but as I happen to be quite innocent, I am very easy about it, and don’t care one straw what people say.  I have not been in this excavation for Heaven knows how long.”

“But what’s to be done?” said Mr. Leek.  “I suppose it’s our duty to do something, under such circumstances.”