"You will find her in the road, walking up and down in front of the tavern."
Almost with a bound he swept by me, and descended the stairway at two or three long strides. As the door swung open, I saw, besides Green and Hammond, the landlord and Judge Lyman. It needed not the loose cards on the table near which the latter were sitting to tell me of their business in that room.
As quickly as seemed decorous, I followed Hammond. On the porch I met him, coming in from the road.
"You have deceived me, sir," said he, sternly—almost menacingly.
"No, sir!" I replied. "What I told you was but too true. Look! There she is now."
The young man sprung around, and stood before the woman, a few paces distant.
"Mother! oh, mother! what has brought you here?" he exclaimed, in an under tone, as he caught her arm, and moved away. He spoke—not roughly, nor angrily—but with
