the reins a moment, sir, while I go back up the hill in search of it?"
"Nay, I'll do that," replied Tregenna, readily. "I'll take the lantern."
He had unfastened the great clumsy thing from the side of the vehicle while he spoke, and had already begun his search. He had almost reached the crest of the hill before he found the whip, lying in a pool of mud under the hedge by the side of the road.
"Hey!" cried he, as he picked it up and cracked it in the air. "I've found it!"
As he turned, with the lantern in one hand, and the whip in the other, and looked down the hill towards the cart, he was astonished to see, by the light of the moon which had grown stronger since they started, the lad who had been at the back of the cart leap up to the seat beside Ann, with a long stick, cut from the hedge, in his hand.
The next moment, with a speed which, compared with her former jog-trot, was like that of an arrow from a bow, the mare was galloping towards the river, lashed unsparingly by her driver.
Pursuit was hopeless. Almost before Tre-
