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 town as quick as they could, and they haint been heard of since. Clagg says he knows to a certainty that Winthrop Jennison was one of 'em! So that's his last piece of wickedness, and he's sunk low enough for that!"

"Clagg may be wrong," replied Mrs. Probasco, sadly.

"Clagg isn't often wrong, and this time he's certain of what he believes," replied Probasco, solemnly, "Now you can understand why I feel less than I ever did before like shuttin' that rascal out from under this roof, whether his grandfathers owned it or not. Now you know why, as I told Mr. Clagg, I'd like him to take away himself an' every belongin' he's got under it. I'm through with him. A blackguard and coward, besides all the rest of his wickedness! If he does turn up here in the course of the next few days or weeks I sha'n't tell him just that; but I'm going to remind him that this island's mine, if I pay my rent, an' henceforth he can stay away. What do you think about that, Loreta?"

"I—I reckon you're about right, Obed," responded Loreta, meekly. Apparently she realized there was no use a-wasting interest in so worthless and unsafe a direction.