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I knowed it again directly. I took it to Phillips, the gunmaker, to be cleaned."
"Indeed!" replied Oswald; "I pray what may be your name?"
"Benjamin White," replied the man, "I served at Arnwood till the night it was burned down; and I have been here ever since."
"And what are you doing now?"
"I'm tapster at the 'Commonwealth,' in Fish Street—not much of a place."
"Well, well, you stand by the pony, and look that nobody takes any thing out of the cart, while I go in for some parcels."
"Yes, to be sure I will; but, I say, Forester, how came you by that sword?"
"I will tell you when I come out again," replied Oswald. Oswald then went in to Edward, and told him what had occurred.
"He will certainly know you, Sir, and you must not come out till I can get him away," said he.
"You are right, Oswald; but before he goes, ask him what became of my aunt, and where she was buried, and also ask him where the other servants are—perhaps they are at Lymington as well as he."
"I will find it all out," replied Oswald, who then left Edward, and returned to the landlord and recommenced conversation.
Oswald, on his return, told Benjamin in what manner the sword had been procured from the shopman, by the grandson of old Armitage.
"I never knew that he had one," replied Benjamin; "nor did I know that old Jacob was dead."
"What became of all the women who were at Arnwood?" inquired Oswald.
