on, and he was holding Nib, panting and excited, in his arms.
"Jud," exclaimed Anice, "what have you been doing? Why did you come to the window?" Jud drew Nib closer, and turned, if possible, a trifle paler.
"I coom," he said, tremulously, "to look in."
Nobody smiled.
'"To look in?" said Anice. "Why, whom did you want to see?"
Jud jerked his elbow at Derrick.
"It was him" he answered. "I wanted to see if he had gone home yet."
"But why?" she asked again.
He shuffled his feet uneasily and his eyes fell. He looked down at Nib's head and faltered.
"I—" he said. "I wanted to stop him. I—I dunnot know" And then the rest came in a burst. "He munnot go," he cried, trembling afresh. "He mun keep away fro' th' Knoll Road."
The party exchanged glances.
"There is mischief in hand," said Mr. Barholm; "that is plain enough."
"He munnot go," persisted Jud; "he mun keep away fro' th' Knoll Road. I'm gettin' myself i' trouble," he added, the indifference of despair in his pale face. "If I'm fun out they'll mill me."
Derrick stepped aside into the hall and returned with his hat in his hand. He looked roused and determined.
"There are two or three stout colliers in Riggan who are my friends, I think," he said, "and I am going to ask them to face the Knoll Road with me. I should like to settle this matter to-night. If I give these fellows the
