As soon as they arrived at the cottage, Humphrey gave the pony to
Pablo to put into the stable and feed, and then communicated to Edward
the state of Corbould.
"It's almost a pity that he had not killed himself outright." observed
Oswald; "it would have been justice to him, for attempting your life
without any cause; he is a bloodthirsty scoundrel, and I wish he was
any where but where he is. However, the intendant shall know of it,
and I have no doubt that he will be discharged.
"Do nothing in a hurry, Oswald," replied Edward; "at present let him
give his own version of the affair, for he may prove mote dangerous
when discharged than when under your control. Now sit down and take
your supper. Billy must have an hour to get his, and therefore there
is no hurry for you."
"That is your gipsy lad, Edward, is he not?" said Oswald.
"Yes."
"I like the boy's looks; but they are a queer race. You must not trust
him too much," continued Oswald, in an undertone, "until you have
tried him, and are satisfied of his fidelity. They are very excitable,
and capable of strong attachment if well treated. That I know, for I
did a gipsy a good turn once, and it proved to be the saving of my
life afterward."
"Oh, tell us how, Oswald," said Alice.
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