Had Nellie known that, her sleep would have been little and her dreams few.
There was little rest at the Hall that night.

When Reynolds had driven John back to the great house he found his way to the kitchen and got his beer, and he became at once a centre of interest, being overwhelmed with questions concerning the events of the evening.

But he was able to say very little except that while waiting before the cottage he had heard strange noises from the park, that Master John had run up the avenue, that Mrs.Goddard had taken Miss Nellie into the house and had then insisted upon being driven towards the Hall, that they had met Master John and the squire and that Mrs.Goddard had been "took wuss." Meanwhile John entered the room where Mr.Juxon was watching over Walter Goddard.

John looked pale and nervous; he had not recovered from the unpleasant sensation of being left alone with what he believed to be a dead body, in the struggling moonlight and the howling wind.

He was by no means timid by nature, but young nerves are not so tough as old ones and he had felt exceedingly uncomfortable.