listening under the lilacs. Caroline would not have quitted the house had she been alone, but where Shirley went she would go. She glanced at the weapon on the side-board, but left it behind her, and presently stood at her friend's side. They dared not look over the wall, for fear of being seen: they were obliged to crouch behind it: they heard these words:—
"It looks a rambling old building. Who lives in it besides the damned parson?"
"Only three women: his niece and two servants."
"Do you know where they sleep?"
"The lasses behind: the niece in a front room."
"And Helstone?"
"Yonder is his chamber. He uses burning a light; but I see none now."
"Where would you get in?"
"If I were ordered to do his job—and he desarves it—I'd try yond' long window: it opens to the dining-room: I could grope my way up-stairs, and I know his chamber."
"How would you manage about the women folk?"
"Let 'em alone, except they shrieked, and then I'd soon quieten 'em. I could wish to find the old chap asleep: if he waked, he'd be dangerous."
"Has he arms?"
"Fire-arms, allus,—and allus loadened."
"Then you're a fool to stop us here; a shot would give the alarm: Moore would be on us before
