“You’ll be for another forty on ’em, governor, as I judges, afore you turns your mind to breakfast,” said Riderhood, when his visitor sat down, resting his chin on his hand, with his eyes on the ground. And very remarkably again: Riderhood feigned to set the scanty furniture in order, while he spoke, to have a show of reason for not looking at him.

“Yes. I had better sleep, I think,” said Bradley, without changing his position.

“I myself should recommend it, governor,” assented Riderhood. “Might you be anyways dry?”

“Yes. I should like a drink,” said Bradley; but without appearing to attend much.