We passed Maywood and Elmhurst as we followed the main-traveled road.
He had seen the look of confusion and trouble upon Maywood's face, the haste with which he hid that paper at his approach.
Now he might learn whether Maywood had made the dreaded discovery.
"Come hither, comrade," cried Maywood to Gideon, who was suddenly absorbed once more in his devotions.
Maywood, at first very low with scurvy on the brig, had drifted into other ailments, and was now an invalid and much wasted.
But Maywood shook his head at him—and Gerald, in compliance with his newly made friend's request, at last swallowed the contents.