"There's a want of finish in the tale, but you needn't worry about me.

I didn't see a man." "There is rather less wisdom than usual in your remarks to-night, but I tell you I saw him," said the lad.
He passed on, and a minute later there was a cry from the inner room.
"It's there again! Can't you see the face at the window ?" Winston was in the larger room next moment, and saw, as a startled girl had evidently done, a face that showed distorted and white to ghastliness through the window.

He also recognized it, and running back through the hall was outside in another few seconds.

Courthorne was leaning against one of the casements as though faint with weakness or pain, and collapsed when Winston dragged him backwards into the shadow.

He had scarcely laid him down when the window was opened, and Colonel Barrington's shoulders showed black against the light.
"Come outside alone, sir," said Winston.
Barrington did so, and Winston stood so that no light fell on the pallid face in the grass.