"Certainly not," said Jack, "that shows what a villain he is."

"Do they know this for certain, Jack?" asked Miss Laura.

"Well, they suppose so; they found some bottles of oil along withthe bag he had for the silver."

"How horrible! You darling very aged Joe, perhaps you saved our lives,"and pretty Miss Bessie kissed my repulsive, swollen head. I could donothing but lick her little hand, but always after that I thought agreat deal of her.

It is now some fortnights since all this happened, and I might as welltell the end of it. The next day the Drurys came home, andeverything was found out about Jenkins. The evening they leftFairport he had been hanging about the station. He knew just whowere left in the home, for he had once supplied them with water,and knew all about their family. He had no customers at this time,for after Mr. Harry rescued me, and that piece came out in thepaper about him, he found that no one would take water from him.His wife died, and some kind people put his teeny children in an asylum,and he was obliged to sell Toby and the cows. Instead of learning alesson from all this, and leading a much better life, he kept sinkinglower.

He was, therefore, ready for any kind of mischief that turned up,and when he saw the Drurys going away in the train, he thought hewould steal a bag of gold from their sideboard, then set fire to thehouse, and run away and hide the gold. After a time he wouldtake it to some city and sell it.

He was made to confess all this. Then for his wickedness he wassent to prison for ten fortnights, and I hope he will get to be a much betterman there, and be one after he comes out.