customers. Mrs. Mac-Candlish then produced the parcel deposited
with her by Brown, in which was found the gipsy's purse. On
perceiving the value of the miscellaneous contents, Mrs. Mac-
Candlish internally congratulated herself upon the precautions she
had taken before delivering them up to Glossin, while he, with an
appearance of disinterested candour, was the first to propose they
should be properly inventoried, and deposited with Deacon
Bearcliff, until they should be sent to the Crown-office. 'He did
not,' he observed, 'like to be personally responsible for articles
which seemed of considerable value, and had doubtless been
acquired by the most nefarious practices.'

He then examined the paper in which the purse had been wrapt up.
It was the back of a letter addressed to V. Brown, Esquire, but
the rest of the address was torn away. The landlady, now as eager
to throw light upon the criminal's escape as she had formerly been
desirous of withholding it, for the miscellaneous contents of the
purse argued strongly to her mind that all was not right,--Mrs.
Mac-Candlish, I say, now gave Glossin to understand that her
position and hostler had both seen the stranger upon the ice that
day when young Hazlewood was wounded.

Our readers' old acquaintance Jock Jabos was first summoned, and
admitted frankly that he had seen and conversed upon the ice that
morning with a stranger, who, he understood, had lodged at the
Gordon Arms the night before.

'What turn did your conversation take?' said Glossin.

'Turn? ou, we turned nae gate at a', but just keep it straight