Sinopsis

It was a coincidence that Sooper made a call at Barley Stack this bright spring morning, for at that moment he knew nothing of the attempt to burgle Mr. Stephen Elson's house, was ignorant that such a person as Sullivan the tramp existed, or that his crazy companion in crime was wandering loose around the fair countryside, singing foolish little songs about love—and those in a foreign and unintelligible language. But Barley Stack had for Sooper the fascination which the flame has for the moth, or, a better illustration, the battle for the veteran war- horse.