For no one knows who the maiden was, or where her grave, or what brought her to it.
The crescent moon gave little light, but Loo knew his way beneath the stunted cedars and through the barricade of ilex drawn round the rectory on the northern side.

His eyes, trained to darkness, saw the shadowy form of a man awaiting him beneath the cedars almost as soon as the door was closed.
He went toward him, perceiving with a sudden misgiving that it was not John Turner.

A momentary silhouette against the northern sky showed that it was Colville, come at last.
"Quick--this way!" he whispered, and taking Barebone's arm he led him through the bushes.

He halted in a little open space between the ilex and the river-wall, which is fifteen feet high at the meeting of the creek and the larger stream.

"There are three men, who are not Farlingford men, on the outer side of the sea-wall below the rectory landing.