The shopkeeper then produced the account, which Edward paid; and
giving on the paper the name of Edward Armitage, he took possession of
the sword. He then paid for the powder and lead, which Oswald took
charge of, and, hardly able to conceal his joy, hastened out of the
shop.
"Oswald," cried Edward, "I would not part with it for thousands of
pounds. I never will part with it but with my life."
"I believe so," replied Oswald; "and I believe more, that it will
never be disgraced in your hands; but do not talk so loud, for there
are listeners and spies everywhere. Is there any thing else that you
require?"
"No, I think not; the fact is, that this sword has put every thing out
of my head. If there was anything else, I have forgotten it. Let us go
back to the inn, and we will harness the pony, and call for the flour
and oatmeal."
When they arrived at the inn, Oswald went out to the yard to get the
cart ready, while Edward went into the landlord's room to make
inquiries as to the quantity of venison he would be able to take off
his hands at a time. Oswald had taken the sword from Edward, and had
put it in the cart while he was fastening the harness, when a man came
up to the cart and looked earnestly at the sword. He then examined it,
and said to Oswald,
"Why that was Colonel Beverley's, my old master's sword.
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