'I say,' said Stanley, addressing the keeper, whom by a beck he had
brought to his side, 'you don't allow him, surely, to go alone now?'

'No, Sir--since your order, Sir,' said the stern, reserved official.

'Nor to come into any place but this--the park, I mean?'

'No, Sir.'

'And do you mind, try and get him home always before nightfall. It is
easy to frighten him. Find out what frightens him, and do it or say it.
It is dangerous, don't you see? and he might break his d--d neck any time
among those rocks and gullies, or get away altogether from you in the
dark.'

So the keeper, at the water's brink, joined Uncle Lorne, who was talking,
after his fashion, into the dark pool. And Stanley Lake--a general in
difficulties--retraced his steps toward the park gate through which he
had come, ruminating on his situation and resources.




CHAPTER LVIII.

MISS RACHEL LAKE BECOMES VIOLENT.


So soon as the letter which had so surprised and incensed Stanley Lake
was despatched, and beyond recall, Rachel, who had been indescribably