“Jerusha!  I did hear a neighbor of mine say somethin’ about a stranger gal he saw this very mornin’.  Met her down by Beardsley’s.  She was goin’ through the mud on foot as lively as you please.  Asked him the way to the Ferry.  He noticed her because she was pretty and spoke in such a nice way—­just like a city gal,” he said.  “Is it any one from this hotel?” added the fellow with a wondering look.  “If so, she walked a mile before daylight in mud up to her ankles.  A girl of powerful grit that! with a mighty good reason for catching the train.”

“Oh! there’s an early train then?” asked the lawyer, ignoring the other’s question with unmoved good-humor.  “One, I mean, before the 10:50 express?”

“Yes, sir, or so I’ve heard.  I never took it.  Folks don’t from here, except they’re in an awful hurry.  Will y’er say who the young woman is?  Not—­not—­”

“We don’t know who she is,” quietly objected the lawyer.  “And you don’t know who she is either,” he severely added, holding the yawping countryman with his eye.  “If you’re the man I think you, you’ll not talk about her unless you’re asked by the constable or some one you are bound to answer.  And what’s more, you’ll earn a five-dollar bill by going back the road you’ve come and bringing here, without any talk or fuss, the man you were just telling us about.  I want to have a talk with him, but I don’t want any one but you and him to know this.  You can tell him it’s worth money, if he don’t want to come.  Do you understand?”

“You bet,” chuckled the grinning lad.  “A five-dollar bill is mighty clearing to the mind, sir.  But must I turn right back before going on to the hotel and hearing the news?”

“We’ll help you turn the cart,” grimly suggested Mr. Harper.  “Get up there, Dobbin, or whatever your name is.  Here, Ransom, lend a hand!”

There was nothing for the fellow to do but to accept the help proffered, and turn his cart.  With one longing look towards the hotel he jerked at the rein and shouted at the horse, which, after a few feeble efforts, pulled the cart about and started off again in the desired direction.

“Sooner done, sooner paid,” shouted the lawyer, as lad and cart went jolting off.  “Remember to ask for Lawyer Harper when you come back.  I won’t be far from the office.”

The fellow nodded; gave one grinning look back and whipped up his nag.  The lawyer and Ransom eyed one another.  “It’s only a possibility,” emphasized the former.  “Don’t lay too much stress upon it.”

“Let us speak plainly,” urged Ransom.  “Mr. Harper, are you sure that you know just what my thought is?”

“The time has not come for discussing that question.  Let us defer it.  There is a fact to be settled first.”

“Whether the girl—­”

“No; this!  Whether your wife could have jumped from her window to the balcony, as Anitra said.  It did not look feasible from below, but as I then remarked to you, our opinion may change when we consider it from above.  Will you go up-stairs with me to your wife’s room?”