He then asked some further question, which I could not hear, manifesting, as it appeared, considerable excitement of mind. In answering him, Matthew glanced his eyes upward, as if indicating some room in the house. The young man then retired, hurriedly, through the sitting-room.
"What's the matter with Willy Hammond to-night?" asked some one of the bar-keeper. "Who's he after in such a hurry?"
"He wants to see Judge Lyman," replied Matthew.
"Oh!"
"I guess they're after no good," was remarked.
"Not much, I'm afraid."
Two young men, well dressed, and with faces marked by intelligence, came in at the moment, drank at the bar, chatted a little while familiarly with the barkeeper, and then quietly disappeared through the door leading into the sitting-room. I met the eyes of the man with
