Part 52 (1/2)

”You must be sure, sirrah,” said Roger Nowell, bending his awful brows upon him. ”You cannot be mistaken as to your own dwelling. Take down his description, Master Potts, and proceed with your interrogatories if you have any more to put to him.”

”I wish to ask him whether he has been at home to-day,” said Potts.

”Answer, fellow,” thundered the magistrate.

Before replying, Jem would fain have consulted the reeve, but the latter had turned away in displeasure. Not knowing whether a lie would serve his turn, and fearing he might be contradicted by some of the bystanders, he said he had not been at home for two days, but had returned the night before at a late hour from Whalley, and had slept at Rough Lee.

”Then you cannot tell what changes may have taken place in your dwelling during your absence?” said Potts.

”Of course not,” replied Jem, ”boh ey dunna see how ony chawnges con ha' happent i' so short a time.”

”But I do, if you do not, sirrah,” said Potts. ”Be pleased to give me your plan, Master Newell. I have a further question to ask him,” he added, after consulting it for a moment.

”Ey win awnser nowt more,” replied Jem, gruffly.

”You will answer whatever questions Master Potts may put to you, or you are taken into custody,” said the magistrate, sternly.

Jem would have willingly beaten a retreat; but being surrounded by the two grooms and Sparshot, who only waited a sign from Nowell to secure him, or knock him down if he attempted to fly, he gave a surly intimation that he was ready to speak.

”You are aware that a d.y.k.e intersects the heath before us, namely, Worston Moor?” said Potts.

Jem nodded his head.

”I must request particular attention to your plan as I proceed, Master Nicholas,” pursued the attorney. ”I now wish to be informed by you, James Device, whether that d.y.k.e cuts through the middle of the moor, or traverses the side; and if so, which side? I desire also to be informed where it commences, and where, it ends?”

Jem scratched his head, and reflected a moment.

”The matter does not require consideration, sirrah,” cried Nowell. ”I must have an instant answer.”

”So yo shan,” replied Jem; ”weel, then, th' d.y.k.e begins near a little mound ca'd Turn Heaod, about a hundert yards fro' my dwellin', an runs across th' easterly soide o't moor till it reaches Knowl Bottom.”

”You will swear this?” cried Potts, scarcely able to conceal his satisfaction.

”Swere it! eigh,” replied Jem.

”Eigh, we'n aw swere it,” chorused the hinds.

”I'm delighted to hear it,” cried Potts, radiant with delight, ”for your description corresponds exactly with Master Nowell's plan, and differs materially from that of Mistress Nutter, as Squire Nicholas a.s.sheton will tell you.”

”I cannot deny it,” replied Nicholas, in some confusion.

”Ey should ha' said 'westerly' i' stead o' 'yeasterly,'” cried Jem, ”boh yo puzzle a mon so wi' your lawyerly questins, that he dusna knoa his reet hond fro' his laft.”

”Yeigh, yeigh, we aw meant to say 'yeasterly,'” added the hinds.

”You have sworn the contrary,” cried Nowell. ”Secure him,” he added to the grooms and Sparshot, ”and do not let him go till we have completed the survey. We will now see how far the reality corresponds with the description, and what further devilish tricks have been played with the property.”

Upon this the troop was again put in motion, James Device walking between the two grooms, with Sparshot behind him.