Though they listened for a long time, no voice nor sound of any kind came to their ears.

The general had, to all appearance, thrown himself upon the bed and fallen asleep.
It was late on the next morning when Mr.and Mrs.Craig awoke.

Their first thought was of their neighbors, General and Mrs.Abercrombie.

The profoundest silence reigned in their apartments--a silence death-like and ominous.
"If he has murdered her!" said Mrs.Craig, shivering at the thought as she spoke.
"I hope not, but I shouldn't like to be the first one who goes into that room," replied her husband.

Then, after a moment's reflection, he said: "If anything has gone wrong in there, we must be on our guard and make no admissions.