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CHAPTER VII.

PARTING COMPANY.

"I mistrust that man Fletcher," said Obed to Harry Vane the next day,
taking the opportunity when, at one of their rests, the man referred to had

sauntered into the woods.

"I don’t like him myself," said Harry. "Have you any particular reason for
mistrusting him?"

"He was searchin’ my pockets last night when he thought I was asleep,"
answered Obed, and he related the incident of the night before.

"It looks suspicious," said Harry. "I have not much money, but I don’t care
to lose what I have."

"I should like to shake him, but I don’t see how we can very well. He’s a

reg’lar member of the party."

"We can be on our guard at any rate," said Harry. "I’ll tell Jack, and advise

him to be careful also."

At this point Dick Fletcher returned. He looked suspiciously from one to
the other, under the impression that something had been said about him. He
asked no questions, however, and no information was volunteered. He

could not but observe, however, that there was more or less restraint in the
manner of his companions toward him, and that they were not disposed to

be social.

That day they made nine miles, the road being slightly better than the day

before. About five o’clock they reached a rude wayside inn, over the door
of which was a swinging sign, on which was printed:

TRAVELLERS’ REST.