The boys were standing about the chaise as Moore entered it; but for them he had no farewell. To Mr. Yorke he only said, "You have a good riddance of me. That was an unlucky shot for you, Yorke; it turned Briarmains into an hospital. Come and see me at the cottage soon."

The boys were standing about the chaise as Moore entered it; but for them he had no farewell. To Mr. Yorke he only said, "That was an unlucky shot for you, Yorke; it turned Briarmains into a hospital. Come and see me at the cottage soon."
